"I don't know, maybe. Should we tell them about us? I mean all these sleepovers have gotta give us away sooner or later, we're not teenagers anymore,"...Gina replied."Maybe, but I think I sub-cautiously tried to get caught," Valerie said."What do you mean?" Gina asked."I left one of my DVDs in my player, and I know sometimes Julie goes in my room to watch movies. She could have found the DVD, but she never asked about it. I think maybe we should just tell them, hell they may hook up, and you can. Come and see me." "Whaat, but it's so late..." I lived with my sister and her family, so I could pretty much do as I pleased, but even so. It was so late. Why couldn't he come here? "You know you want to..." "No, I know that YOU want me to." Despite my serious words there was that casual, flirting lilt to my voice. My heart raced. There were so many possiblities. By the time I finally agreed it was close to midnight. I walked the few minutes to his house while he led me there with directions. I nodded yet again, I was not a great conversationalist, especially with someone that my cock was lusting after and whose husband was not far away from her.“How long are you staying here?” she asked once more.“I have four days left,” I answered.She then started to grin and smile at me as she wriggled her shoulders which in turn made her breasts wobble slightly from side to side. She then bit her lip. I thought that this was building up to another question and indeed it was.“Did you like looking. “Ah, yes, of course,” It added, more hushed, “Here,” It paused, and she found her world spinning again as she was turned over onto her back by strong hands and propped up with a pillow, “Drink this.” A cold, curved glass rim was pressed against her lip. She swallowed the saliva that had pooled around her tongue and slowly opened her mouth, appearing almost drunk. “Good girl,” The voice murmured, making her feel dumbly happy as a sweet, tangy liquid poured down her throat. She choked and gagged.