“I don’t know...”“A lot?” She nodded her head ‘yes’.“Did you like them?”“I don’t know.” That meant ‘yes’.“And did you se... the one with you in it?”My heart yearned for this answer or reaction. I had self-recorded myself jerking off to pictures – Polaroid photos, my own digital print-offs, photocopies of family portraits – of her. My little pre-teen sister, whose wet panties I’d sucked dry on the wonderful laundry days. Elly looked up now, right into my eyes, blushing like mad.“Yes,” she answered. Fortunately, I did not have any aloe, so my stall would work.“Come on, let’s get this done,” she said as she pulled some from her bag.“Joanne.”“Call me, Jo. Come here.”She sat on the edge of my makeshift double bed. Rather than pulling my shirt out, she flicked the button on my shorts and had the zipper down before I could react. She winked at me as my shorts fell with their own weight.“I told you I have four brothers. You are not the first male I have seen in his underwear.”With that, she. Unless you’d like me to do it, of course.”Leah gave Ray a dirty look before she slowly began to slide of out her beach clothes, piling them on the tile next to the tub. “Now what?” she grunted, crossing her arms over her chest. Ray licked his lips and stepped forward, dropping his pants.“Now bend over,” he instructed.“Why?”“Because I’m going to fuck you,” he said, matter-of-factly. Her eyes widened.“You really are a sick pervert, aren’t you?”“Do it.”Leah took her time as she leaned over and. Ten years of self imposed celibacy as long as you don’t count her middle finger as sexual contact.Suddenly her womanly needs had surfaced and she knew she needed a man, not just to hold and be romantic with but a man who would take her, Gently when she needed it and roughly when she fancied it. Take her to bed and make love to her or sneak up on her and ravish her.Michael had turned out to be that man and she had never suspected it.Six month! Six short months she had found the man she had.