They met in the doorway andHelen had a chance to see her pretty wife. Frankie was wiping his hands on a dishtowel. He hugged Helen.After a hug and kis..., Helen stepped back to study her wife. Frankie waswearing a cute little black and silver top and matching mini skirt. Hislong legs were accented by black and silver pumps. As he took off hisfrilly pink apron, Helen noticed that he had taken the time to paint hisnails pale silver. Hmm, she thought, his classes are done for the week andI get my. I felt myself getting hard right there but had to keep control after all she was somewhat of a realative.As we left and drove to the party the girls were talking and laughing as if they had known each other for years.Mostly I just listened, she sounded sweet and innocent, saying she had only dated one boy and it was only for a month.I thought to myself was this the same girl stroking my cock this morning or was I dreaming?At the party we all mingled and finally just christy and I meet up. ”“Bad luck?”Later that night, they sat in Alex’s room. Jacob still couldn’t let go of it. “Man, Bethesda. And you got this grease paint for that?”“Yup.”“Aw damn, I’m just picturing it right now.”Alex rolled his eyes, “Are you ever going to stop picturing it? It’s never going to happen. Especially not now.”“Seriously though, tell me, how were you going to do it? Were you going to get her topless and start painting her body all over?”“Dude!”“Come on man, I gotta have something to feed my jerk. She started gently on the back and shoulders for a few minutes to loosen them and begin relaxation. Time was starting to blur for Steph as she had never had a massage before and all her tension was lifting away. The masseuse went on down the back and legs to the feet and back to her shoulders, which was making Steph go into a semi conscious dream like world, knowing what was going on but her mind full of wonderful images towards dreaming.About 10 minutes in there was a knock at the door and.