Once downstairs on his couch, he turned into an a****l. He kissed me deeply over and over with his huge mouth and long tongue and pulled me close with...his strong hands. A strong guy myself, I could not help but notice his powerful grip on me. He quickly took my shirt off and sucked on my nipples while placing my hand firmly on the growing bulge in his shorts. His boxers were tented and straining. I took a deep breath, got on my knees and slowly lowered his boxers. His cock was biggest thing I. I’ve always said the hardest thing about painting is trying to stay awake. I volunteered to paint the guest room and finished it in two hours flat. When I came back downstairs I discovered that between the travel pictures and the beer, the women had finished one wall of the living room. Jenny left at 11:30. I was about to leave when Audrey put her arms around me and asked me to stay. “I’m so horny,” she said. I was horny too, but I suspected it was just alcohol talking. She had a pretty good. "What do you think, Hon?"She appeared to think it over. "She's been pretty good. I think she's waited long enough."Dad looked over at Tiff and said, "Let your sister open her present."Dad squeezed Mom again and she turned around for another kiss. My attention wasn't really on them, but this one seemed to go on longer than the earlier ones. A grinning Tiffany slid the box over to me.I think everyone expected me to just rip the paper off like I'd done with all my other presents. I knew this one. Eddie walked me to my house, only a few blocks away, and neither of us brought up the subject. I know I was too embarrassed and I'm sure Eddie was, too.But, as they say, once you've crossed the line, there's no way to go back and not cross it. From then on, it was implicit in our snuggle sessions that Eddie would be allowed to fondle my front. And, after that, it was just a matter of time.One thing led to another. I insisted that he keep his hands above my waist, but I let him slip his hand.