I got so goddamn jealous of Dayna out screwing around it wasn't funny." So you didn't have much fun, then?" Oh, some," she shook her head. "But I paid...the price. Dayna knew what was going on, of course. I guess I'd put her down a little in high school, you know how it is, and though I honestly think now she was being a good heart about inviting me to some places -- go along with her and Sandy -- at the time I thought it was just payback. I didn't often take her up on it, partly because I knew. Things were back to normal. We arrived at Miranda’s house, she got very quiet and seemed nervous. I asked if everything was OK. She nodded yes and got out barely saying goodnight. I stopped to pick up some food and was just minutes away from my house when I heard a cell go off. It wasn’t mine, I searched my car and found a phone down the passenger side of my center console. It was Miranda. She asked if I was still close by but I told her I was almost home. We agreed that I would give it back. "I know you almost came, little one, you'll cum soon enough, I promise, tonight you'll get everything you deserve, everything."Her hand stayed on my ass, fingers tight, her car was close, low and sleek, she opened the passengers door, "Unfasten your jeans."For a moment I stared at her, a joke, yes? Then the hidden desire in her eyes grew, flashing, my need responded, my hands moving unbidden to comply, jeans unfastened, "now push them down, a little more, now get in." Yeah, sure, like that's. I felt Derek quiver. Then i licked the tip a little, and kissed it. I quickly pulled out from under, and led him quietly into my backyard. In the corner of my yard, out of sight of the windows, was a large wooden work bench. A blanket was strewn over it, hanging down the sides to make a little fort inside we had been chillen in a while earlier, and eating snacks. There were lawn chars around it as well. "Sit on one of the chairs, up against the table. Lay the blanket around your legs. This way,.