Slowly you rubbed my clit in a circular motion with your finger. I bucked my hips to get a better feel of your hand. The more your hand worked on me, ...he wetter I got. The wetter I got the deeper you kissed me. You slide your finger up and down on the inside of my pussy, before letting it glide in side of me. I let out a loud gasp as you finger moved in and out of my hot, dripping pussy. You increase the rhythm of your finger as you left my mouth, placing kisses on my face, and down my neck.. Wearing headphones. The husband downstairs is wearing headphones too. Everybody's wearing headphones. The house is really quiet, just my footsteps.Sitting on her bed the daughter smiles at me again and it feels a little different, lingering. I think she's the highschool one.Back to the kitchen, past the Wife, work on stuff. Back upstairs, daughter's bathroom, chasing down an intermittent fault. I see a pair of panties laying on the tile floor that I'm sure weren't there the last time. Red silk. I was falling in love with her. But I couldn’t. I was her friend. She needed me to be her friend. I couldn’t fail her. I would have to suppress my feelings. It wouldn’t be easy but what other choice did I have? She looked great when I took her to the party, but then she always did. We were greeted upon our arrival with looks of incredulity. She was close by my side early in the evening. Many of the actives came over to be introduced. I was no longer ‘pledge’. For the first time, they used my. She will be a heart breaker for sure.After she plopped her cute ass on my couch, I went to my room to get something on besides my robe, but then decided for no particular reason not to. I couldn't see why I should make myself less comfortable. She's the one in my house.I came back to the living room to find her lying down on the floor in front of the TV after picking some afternoon teen show. That put her between my comfy recliner and the big screen. I tried to watch TV but I found it difficult.