We got in his car, I got in the back seat and Terri was getting back there with me. I said, “You need to sit up front and tell Chuck how to get to t...e house.” She agreed and I could hear them talking on the way home but couldn’t make out what they were saying. When we got to the house Terri and I thanked Chuck for the ride. He said, “Terri, you need help getting Bob in the house?” Terri said, “No thanks, I can manage. Thanks again for the ride, see you at work.” We went in the house and I got. Her French ancestry showed in her naturally blonde hair, fair skin, and blue eyes. Her hair was long, floofy, and down to her waist with bangs in her face and draping over her shoulders. While short at just four foot nine, she was extremely curvy. Thick thighs, wide hips, a large rear, she was definitely a curvaceous girl despite her natural shyness. She'd even heard her hips descirbed as 'child-bearing.' While she tried to hide them with curve-hiding hoodies, she had quite the prodigious bust.. And, weirdly, by the end of the evening, I realized that it was just not enough. It’s me, I told myself. It’s really me, doing this. Feeling this. I longed to feel his arms around me, again, like he had done last night. I longed to hear his steady breathing, in the still of the night, and feel his warmth next to me. Except this time, I wanted him under the blanket. Under the blanket, with me.I forced myself to stop, and be objective. What could come of this? I asked myself. Nothing good, myself. Not until late in the evening did I gain even a slight respite. Theygot me undressed and into the shower. Caramel joined me. She waschosen because her hair, worn natural, would be the least adverselyaffected. The others didn't want me to see them in shower caps. Shewashed me all over -- yes, even there -- and yes it got me hard --before I had to do the same to her. Soaping her up and being made togive her a lingering washing in that most intimate place made meabsolutely squeamish. .