One of the chaperones asked the band director to get some beads. Well he just stepped off that bus, grabbed that tree and leaned backwards. That trunk...bent easily so the beads were dangling in easy reach. The band director stood there holding the trunk bent, while half a dozen chaperones were grabbing and jerking the beads from the trees. Some of them came out intact, some broke, scattering the beads everywhere. Of course, there we were looking like three types of monkeys hanging from the trees. “Ladies, I’m sorry, but I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”Jordan’s expression changed. She sat forward on the couch, and remembered to catch the blanket when it threatened to drop from her. “You don’t know what’s going on?”I shook my head. “Why would I lie?”She looked past me at Raven. “If he’s not lying then his parents never told him.”Raven came from around the island that separated the kitchen from the rest of the space. She wore silk pajamas that matched the highlights in her. A spot of pre-cum stains my jeans. You stroke my cock, applying more and more pressure as the spot soaks my jeans even more. I moan into your mouth, my tongue fighting yours for dominance, pressing against your hand my cock hot through the denim fabric. I stop you once you gain purchase past the button, grabbing your wrist and bringing your hand up to my nipple."You must wait to touch me anywhere else", I say. Sliding down your torso, licking and kissing my way across your pecs, and abs.. I said, "Let me do that, ifen you please."The next morning, I may not have gotten to my own room before the other women were about the house, but no one ever let on that she had seen me. Jane was her usual self, as if nothing unusual had happened the previous night. I would have wondered if I had just dreamed the whole wonderful occasion if she had not gently squeezed my hand at every opportunity that next day.The next few days slipped into a wonderful routine for me. I spent most of my time.