On my arrival I couldnt believe that my sons friend Andrew was now a good looking strapping lad. He must be six foot too with good looks too. I sat on...the worktop flashing my legs a little no intentionaly at first. He couldnt take his eyes off them and kept trying to glimpse further up. I then realised that there was no wine and Andrew offered to get some more. My son had plans and was going out so I told Andrew to get two bottles. He flashed me a smile as he and my son went off.Twenty minutes. I’m just sick about his loss; and, truth told, I miss the girl too. She was good people.” He said.“She was indeed,” said Stacey.“I think we should call him back and put a little bit of pressure on,” he said.“Yes, yes, I will if necessary, but I’ll give him a little time to get back to us first; he said he would,” she said.They lay beside each other exhausted but content for the moment.“You ready for another go ‘round?” said James. She looked at him and smiled her affirmative response.“I think I. . 'Don't worry about her, she'll be back another time, tonight it's just you and me'And with that she opened the sheet I was wearing, took a look down, smiled and let the sheet fall to the ground. With the window still open she turned around and leaned over to hold on to the window sill so that her ass that I worshiped so much came back to meet me so that my cock rested between her ass cheeks which were barely covered by a freshly cut pair of jeans, the touch of her cool skin gave me a raging. I started stroking my cock slowly in my panties, waiting. I was so nervous I was shaking. I though, I can change clothes right now, there is still time before she gets here. But no, I was going though with it. I was not going to chicken out again.Five minutes went by and I heard the apartment door open, no going back now. I was committed. I heard keys hit the counter in the kitchen. I knew the bedroom would be her first stop. As I heard her footsteps cross the kitchen I increased the speed of.