Suddenly I heard the front door being opened and had just time to tidy myself up. Sis sat down and said she had been stood up and was back early. She ...ad a bottle of wine and we sat there drinking it. She saw the DVD box looked at it surprised and sat on the sofa beside me. She was in a short skirt, which rode up to show her stocking tops, a too small top, I thought and some dangerous heels. Clearly dressing a bit too provocatively. We were half way through the bottle, she had not had much. I needed to touch him, to give pleasure to him and my body was already screaming for him to touch me, my clit felt so swollen as to be painful and each second seemed drawn out. But he was behind me, his hard erection pressed against me, his teeth grazing my neck ‘Feel the bite of arousal, how when foreplay is drawn out, it makes your body ache for something inside it.’ Did it ever. At this rate he’d have me begging. His hands returned to where they had been and he pressed soft little kisses on. She needed something to start a fire inside her, that would heat her as much as that photo shoot had done. Giving in, Amanda turned on her computer. She’d been so busy over the past month, she had definitely been neglecting herself. After about an hour of roaming her usual chat rooms, she was slightly disappointed to see that most of them were either almost empty, or full of people just idling. There were tons of rooms for her to visit, and she figured that a change would flow well with all of. "I was terrified of what she'd do to me if she disapproved of us," he admitted. He narrowed his eyes, and his face screwed up in concentration. "There's something more, though," he said. "I _know_ there is. And it feels like I should know _what_ it is." He shook his head. "Only I don't." He let his hands try to erase some of Anya's tension. "Do you think I should talk to her friend? You know, that magic guy that sometimes shows up at the mall?"Anya started. "Uh," she stammered, "I.