” Dean eyed her curiously, “why? Is there any interest,” he smiled slyly. “No, just curious. The two of you seem quite close? If I can put it...that way?” “Yeah, we are quite close. My mom left when I was a kid. Never seen her since. Last I heard my dad mention anything, she was in Europe somewhere. That was not really a fact I was supposed to know. He sort of let it slip one night. I asked, he changed the subject.” Laura was getting irritated, the evening was not really going where she wanted. I feel your hand grasp mine under the table and as you close my fist around the damp material of your underwear I momentarily lose my cool, exhaling a deep sigh as I internally fight to control my heightened arousal."Good girl" I say, back in control.We stare lustily into each others eyes, a silent battle for dominance that you desperately want - but are not ready - to submit to. I leave some cash for the bill and rise, taking your hand and leading you out of the bar. I make a point of making. She felt her eyes roll back into her head. She felt her whole body jerk as if someone had shot her with raw electricity. Another shock. And another. And another.And through all that, as if through a long tunnel, she heard voices.“Wow! Look at those fat tits shake. I think she’s cuming.”“She’s not cuming. I think you broke her.”Laughter.Lisa tried to scream. Tried to make a sound. Nothing.Lisa sat up straight, splashing water out and on to the floor. She looked around, relieved that she wasn’t. I knew I would need one too but I was afraid to ask. I just sat and looked around the house for a brief moment. Julia noticed me looking around. "He isn't here," she said. "Who?" I asked already knowing who she meant. "You know," she snapped. "Is that why I'm here?" I asked with tension. Julia took a sip of wine and set the glass down. "We've been friends for a while now. For years we've been knowing each other Elena. Yet, you still surprise me." "I'm sorry," I said looking down. There were so.