Eventually, he might get the girl, if he plays his cards right... I have absolutely no idea what came over me that day… or how in the world I got a...ay with everything, but I am glad that I did, and I will admit to you that this was the first of many experiences which included my sister and I, and a great deal of shared pleasure. ----------------- Growing up in a small mountain town can be hard for young k**s. On the one hand, you have the freedom to do a great number of things you can’t do in. She couldn’t help but avoid the gaze of the few people on the street in front of the coffee shop. ‘What’s wrong?’ He flexed his fingers in her vice grip. ‘Uh, nothing,’ she said. ‘I’m not sure. It’s just, we’re walking together. Together. We’ve done it millions of times. Why am I so nervous? I mean, we’re TOGETHER. How am I supposed to act?’ ‘Okay, baby. If that’s what you want to say, I’ll buy it,’ he purred out of the side of his mouth. They went through the open doors left behind by a group. In my imagination, the angle I displayed myself at offered a nearly full view of my round, taut ass as well as my dangling breasts. When I stepped out of my shorts, I didn’t stand up right away. Instead, I grabbed my ankles, spread my legs ever so slightly, and began to run my hands up the back of my legs and over my ass as I straightened. I grabbed a globe in each hand and kneaded them. Pulling them apart, I began to bend once more – just a little – then stood again and turned back to face. I appreciate it, it'd be nice if I could spend more time with someone who's totally honest with me." "Keep on buying me desserts, and I'll keep on being honest with you." I quipped. He laughed at that and promised to schedule me for "dessert breaks". Our joking led to a comment about not telling the wife, and I said I'd never squeal about spending private time with him. His face got serious and once again, I'd said too much. He looked at me and couldn't meet my eyes. "Did I say too much again?".