While I was looking for a refill our host called out my name and took my arm and steered me into his small study, as soon as the door closed behind me...he put his arms around me and kissed me. He asked how I had been since his party and said I looked really sexy in my bikini. His hands gently roomed over my skin as he spoke and again he kissed me. He then said I had the most beautiful figure and one-day he would like me to model for him. I was very flattered at his attention and didn't object. “Did you?” he asked again and I squeezed on his fingers, kissing his neck. “Are you mad?” “It’s hot,” he said, “it turns me on to think about it. Tell me how it happened.” And I did and my story was this:I was on the young side when living with Mom and Dad…my bedroom was next to theirs and sometimes, waking up at night I heard noises in the next room where Mom and Dad slept. We had a long balcony which went all along the front of our house. I didn’t know what to think of the strange. The truth was, he didn’t even have to say those things, for I knew them deep inside of me. I wasn’t lying there because he forced me to, because I was insecure, or because I was easy, I laid there because he and I both knew I’d do whatever he asked of me because the devotion I had to this man was in every breath I took and I would do anything to obey.Pulling my left hand off my breast I shakily lowered it, hand wobbling as I slid it over my smooth, bald cunt feeling the way my skin was nearly. Thanks," I said in surprise. My penis made it hard to walk the rest of the way home.This time I was on top and I slowly thrust inside of Alyssa. She moaned fervently like she did last time. The best part about this time with Alyssa was we were doing it at the same time as my sister Sara and her boyfriend so the two girls cancelled each other out so we didn't hear them and they didn't hear us.We talked afterward and it was almost as enjoyable as the sex. Okay, not really but it was still a very.