As you are sitting there your thoughts are all over the place thinking of all types of erotic things happening to you , sitting there with your eyes c...osed deep in thought and stroking your now very wet pussy not aware of any sounds around you as you softly moan from the excitement that is coming from you, you are unaware that you left the back gate to the garden unlocked and also unaware that you have been stared at all the time sitting there with the legs spread wide over the arms of the. She: Sure. Wait for some time. I’ll check if there is any milk. I’m also not sure.I: Do you mind if I see the beauty of the kitchen?She: Seriously? (I nodded). Ok, come.I left my hoodie there and went behind her, looking at the bra straps’ line over her tee shirt and panty lines over her pajama. We reached the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and started looking for milk in different racks. Also by moving some utensils to check if anything is their backside. As she bent for this, I looked. You tell me. Is Dr. Steve ok?" Yeah. You popped his shoulder out. Beth got between you two before you could get him again. I popped it back. He's sore but cool." OK. Good. Am I under arrest?" What? No. Shit, dude, he's more freaked than you. That was so fuckin'..." Language." I cut in. My head was beginning to throb but I think I'm starting to piece the missing moments together."Huh? Oh, right. Sir. Uh, yeah. No, Dr. Steve's writin' his resignation an' tryin' not ta slit his own throat." He. Size eight and slim but not narrow and I am used to them being the object of affection as Scott likes them a lot. So I thought, “let’s see if that’s really what he’s looking at.” I moved across to the other side of the kitchen to near where Brad was seated, sat on a chair and picked my foot up to look at the sole, saying, “I think I stood on something... oh well, may be not.” Brad’s eyes almost jumped out of his head as he got a full view of my sole and I could feel my nipples start to harden.