Her panties were a mess by now and she couldn’t wait to get home for some well deserved “personal time”. She looked up and saw that it was just ...er and her friend Harry left on the bus. She could hear the sounds of Britney Spears’ ’…Baby One More Time’ from his headphones, his favorite. As horny as she was she couldn’t help but notice that Harry was really quite good looking, he had a really sexy look whenever he was listening to Britney. She checked him out from the corner of her eye and was. Sure, he thought, it all seemed very logical and simple, but what if his old man blew his cork? Dad might figure it was fine for him to stick his daughter, but he might not want his boy sticking his wife. Back in the house, he saw his mother and Jean Marks cleaning up the remains of breakfast, and heard the dishwasher going. This kind of thing could turn a worried guy into a juice head, he decided, but voted against a beer on top of hotcakes with syrup. He compared the two--his mother tall and. I am a good friend. I gave her space when she needed it, gave her a shoulder when she asked. We’d watch TV at night, like an old married couple, her head between my arm, falling asleep. I’d look down and stare. Sometimes she’d wake up, and I’d pretend I was asleep, too. But I think she knew. Anna was observant.I slept on the couch, even though she insisted she could. No, no. You need your space. It’s cool. My couch, though, is not the most comfortable, and Anna would notice I need to stretch. I love Sam; I love him like crazy, but he is only so-so in bed and I needed more. But Sam is also jealous, and there was no way I could be jumping in and out of another man's bed without losing him, something I wasn't prepared to do.So with the help of my best friend Mary, I cooked up the perfect plan. I did a few things to get Sam suspicious, and then lured him into eavesdropping on a phone call with Mary in which we talked like lovers. We chatted about how often she'd eaten my pussy in the.