Patrick definitely heard Alissa let out a small sigh,apparently she really enjoyed what she was lookingat.Annoyed I reached for the cooler and said, &...8220;Alissa,let’s get out of here.” Alissa gave me a disapprovinglook and replied, “It’s ok sweetie, there is noreason for us to leave.” I was completely shocked!Alissa managed to break her stare-down with the blackman’s impressive package and was now staring into hernew friend’s eyes, returning his wide. His mother’s greeting was perfunctory and he was banished to his room within minutes of arriving home. His mother had a social engagement. She didn’t say a gangling uncoordinated teenager didn’t fit into her calendar of events. She didn’t need to explain to Jack. She went out.Jack unpacked, it didn’t take long. He wandered around the house and nothing much had changed except his father’s office had lots of new gadgets and computer stuff. The garden offered no encouragement.He was bored, and. "How are your studies going, Mark?"We chatted about that and a few other such issues. After a couple of minutes, Mom stood up, smoothed my bedspread, and then left.Carol did most of the cooking while Mom and Dad got cleaned up.They left while Carol and I were doing the dinner dishes. After the coast was clear, I moved behind Carol, lifted her skirt (she no longer wears jeans) and started fingering her pussy from behind. She wasn't wearing panties either; she's a WONDERFUL girl! I've always had. I had returned from working abroad and hooked up with Emily who I hadn’t seen for a while, in anticipation of a night of hot horny sex. I had even brought her a promised present from Victoria’s Secret at the airport. Along with all the other men buying homecoming gifts for their wives and girlfriends, except I knew exactly which size she was and what underwear she preferred.These were a sweet, silky, pale yellow with fine lace trim, not a thong, but cut briefly at the back so they would ride up.