"Which bedroom?"Now there was a decision I had not considered. My bedroom, where I had grown from a boy to a man? My bedroom, where Mom had tucked me ...n at night, and awakened me with kisses in the morning? My bedroom, where I had feverishly masturbated while thinking of her?Or her bedroom? The marital bed of her and her husband, my Dad? Her bedroom, where they fucked each other?I thought fast. I guess it really didn't make any difference, but her bed was bigger and I intended to have some. Davis!" she gasped."Hi, Val," Richard said, swallowing hard. "I bet you're surprised to see me."Valerie pulled her wet hair away from her face. "Surprised isn't the word," she said. She wondered what he was doing there.He was dressed in his work uniform--dark-blue trousers stained with oil, and a blue denim workshirt. But he was also wearing a service station black bow tie, which she hadn't remembered him ever wearing before. And in his hands he gripped the neck of a bottle wrapped in a brown. I gasped, struggling with what I was feeling. When I start coming down from the best climax I’ve had in ages, I thought “that was amazing”, and I smiled. After some time, the fan cooled my body down, and I was able to doze off again. This time, it is different. Instead of fingers I feel his lips on my knees. Tracing a line from my knee down my thigh, sucking, kissing. I can feel my heartbeat quicken. I sigh, spread my legs wider, and wait. His lips work their way to my moist pussy and then back. "Like normal, she started comparing my sister and me but I stopped her and asked her to not too. To my surprise, she listened to what I had to say and we had a long talk about it. She said she would try hard not to do it any more." Good. See I told you, just tell her where the boundaries are and stick to them." Thank you," she said and as she uncrossed her legs, purposely giving him a good view of the thighs, almost to her panties.David purposely let his eyes linger on her legs before slowly.