Don't say it Jen, oh please don't say... "Me too!" agreed Jen emphatically. "I know exactly what you mean. God, I wish I'd never even met the guy."Rya... looked down at his hands. He felt several pairs of eyes boring into him, none of which belonged to Jen, or the other girl, who didn't know about Jen and Ryan."Oh yeah?" the girl asked. "Wow I like your shirt," she told her as Jen peeled off her sweatshirt."Thanks."Melissa jumped up to get the phone, while Ryan sat frozen, still staring at his. I thought you were upset with me.’ To which she replied, ‘No, I was not upset with you. I was just jealous of my s****r I guess.’ As soon as she said that she looked at me as if she instantly regretted saying what she said. I looked back at her and really did not know how to respond. Was she telling me that she wanted to sl**p with me? We set there in silence and the she said with a laugh, ‘How about a beer?’ I laughed back and walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer for both of us. I went. As she stood up I came from behind her and put one hand over her mouth and one hand up her blouse where I could feel her nipple getting harder through the sheer material of her bra as I pinched and rolled it between my fingers. She was arching her back grinding her ass on my cock as I pulled her into the restroom kicking away the prop that held the door open, which locked as it closed. I turned her to face the mirror so she could not only feel what I was doing to her but also see how her body. He pulled back from her and shook his head to clear it. Then he looked at her, down at her tits and back up at her while arching his eyebrows as if he were silently asking for permission to touch. She looked down at her hard nipples then leaned back, arching her back as if inviting him to play. He moved his hands up and slowly ran his palms lightly over her nipples, sending shivers through her body. This made them stick out even more. She said she involuntarily let out a little gasp and a moan..