I had just come to the conclusion that you were right that talking wouldn’t be enough. ‘Well, he started kissing…and feeling me…and, damn it, ...his is hard…somehow one thing led to another and we were naked on the bed together. He had his hands all over me and…and he put my hand on his cock which was really hard! He kissed my breasts and sucked my nipples and, finally, worked on my cunt. I must have been aroused because I was wet enough for him to get in and finger-fuck me! I hate to admit it,. She was "working late" suddenly at least two nights a week and was spending every Saturday afternoon off with a girlfriend named Sue. Soon Friday nights and some Sunday afternoons were added to her now busy social schedule. Much too busy to spend time with our daughter, Avery, or with me.Oh, there were the usual stories of a 'forthcoming promotion' and the seemingly endless troubles that her girlfriend needed constant assistance and help dealing with. Fine, but it was becoming increasing. We'd given up groaning before the commercial breaks and Sandy had stopped her running critique of the game. Pete hit mute and headed into the kitchen, muttering something about more guacamole. Sandy winked at me and followed.I looked at Steve. He was smug, and obviously biting his tongue. I glared and he shifted into puppy dog eyes for a moment and then into that incredibly cute grin of his. I just had to smile back. I put my hand on his thigh and cocked my head."So, I want my story," I. I knew without being told,that Sarah would try something, what I didn't know, but I was preparedfor whatever she used. Only Tom would have to stand with me, and while heasked me to be his girl, mom had reminded me that boys are as fickle asgirls, and often get led astray. She told me not to take it personal, itwas the way men acted. She said that if Tom dumped me, then I should findsomeone else! I sat by the pond for a while, then went home.On the day of Sarah's party, I once again prepared.