I was shocked at this.she continued that how she admired my cock when she saw me in the toiletand with this slightly started stroking my penis over my...lowers.I got nervous as my crotch was getting bigger.I said quietly that we should’nt do this and that her father ‘d kill me if he came to know.But she increased the pace and took hold of my hand and said,”Relax,My parents are out for the day, we can easily have same pleasure and she took my hand towards her pussy and started rubbing it from over. He grinned at his nephew. “I’m telling you, she likes you. Take a shot. Forget about work.” Karen was halfway to the counter when he called her. “You have syrup?” he said, staring at her. She wondered why she forgot to bring the syrup, thinking it wasn’t like her to forget. What was I thinking? Karen was eighteen, almost nineteen, with big liquid brown eyes and blond hair like the color of new bronze. She was five-seven, nicely shaped, moderate bosoms. She had gone steady with a tattoo artist. She decided that she liked him. She put a hand on Glen’s shoulder and said, “Don’t feel bad. It’s not all that unlikely, you know.”Cliff and CJ shared a look. It did not go unnoticed by the group around the table. The look was significant enough that no one wanted to make a joke about it. There were bounds on what was proper and joking would have crossed them. The silence was shattered by a loud growl originating from the proximity of Glen’s stomach. Everyone broke into laughter as Glen. Morgan and I reached an agreement that there would be no flirting or touching or teasing or anything else at school that would tip Alyssa off. Our little side action had to remain absolutely secret. We actually did very well at that. Morgan’s friends however, not as much. They would make stupid remarks or little kissy faces, which always set Alyssa off. Luckily, I was able to convince her that Morgan’s friends were flirting with my friends, which was in fact true. My friends were more than.