I was feeling great. As my left hand was pressing her boobs, my right hand was handling her hot pussy and she was applying the palm pressure on the pe...is. My penis was feeling the pressure inside the pant so I opened my zip and brought it out. It sprang like the joker out of the box. I took her hand and placed it around my penis. In the mean time I inserted my hand into her t-shirt and started massaging her boob on her bra. I moved my other hand from her pussy and inserted it into the t-shirt.. I went into panic mode! What if Kelly freaks? The deal for the house will be off instantly! And I so want this house! But to my surprise, and consternation, Kelly returned the kiss. My first thought? I married a closet lesbian, no wonder I don't get any! But I still love her for who she is, not what. While all these conflicting thoughts ran through my head. Maggie had pulled Kelly on top of her on the fainting couch, just as she had me.The alternately kissed and fumbled with each others blouses. ..Still flat on his back, Robert saw Kevin and his friends walk away in the distance, still laughing at “the bookworm’s” silly situation, and he thought it would finally be safe to get up now.He scrambled to his feet, put the crumpled, s**ttered books and papers back in his backpack, and started to walk home.When he got home, he put his backpack in the hall, and went to the kitchen.His mom was there, preparing dinner.During his walk home, Robert had decided not to tell his mother about the. Two lovers with no obligation to anyone but each other that day. No work. No k**s. No stress. A lot of fucking, obviously. There had been pillow talk.“We could call him..”“He says he’s a bit tired and hungover…”“We don’t have to do anything, just hang out…”“Yeah.. he’s texted. He’s on the way…”’It wasn’t much of a gamble. He was her friend, someone we liked and respected, and was good company. But we weren’t sure anything would happen. Or even if we’d want it to. After an enjoyable evening, and.