No way was Peter going to get away to follow me. I took Mom's vehicle and headed south reaching the place where Sarah was staying shortly after midnig...t. She met me at the door.Just seeing her was enough. We didn't tempt each other when we lay on the bed. We both kept our clothes on, but we did do a lot of kissing. Well maybe our hands wandered a little, but mostly we just feasted our eyes on each other. Finally, both of us tired, we spooned together and fell asleep. Sarah was my treasure and I. ” Before my brain could engage I said “I love your feet and their smell and I love your tights.” “Would you like your other foot massaged too?” I asked. Again she said nothing and kicked her other shoe off and lifted it up to me. I moved her foot I was massaging and rested it on my hard on. I looked up and Kathy’s face had a look of total shock. “What’s that?” she asked. I didn’t answer but took her other foot and started to rub it and work on her toes. “What’s that?” she asked again.“What’s. Oh god it was so tight and firm. This sexual tension was building up and i knew it would have its own consequences on my friendship with her, her boyfriend and my girlfriend. It could blow our lives out of proportion. But maybe no one had to know about it. In case something happened we’d just never address it again. Of course i wasn’t going to do something. If she makes the moves i should just go along or should i fight it? It was so wrong but it felt so right. We made small talk about other. My step mum and me have always got along for years and often at parties and get togethers if tipsy we have flirted, nothing serious or heavy just comments to each other and once she pinched my bum and ive done the same to her all light hearted stuff.ive had a terrible couple of years and got invited to there place in spain, to cut a long story short I was over there for 2 weeks and my father ( a miserable man) and step mum was there for my first week but then went home, it rained on the Friday.