She seemed to like just about all the same books that Cheryl did and even more importantly she seemed to hate all the same things as well. Edward trie... to keep a straight face, nodding along, thinking to himself that it was his own actions that had let Ms Katy see to intimately into Cheryl?s interests. Now Cheryl had a new friend, and it sounded like they were even going to get together outside of the book club too. After all, Cheryl had pointed out, he was so much busier with work these days,. Except now we were teenage boys who wanted to masturbate as much as possible. I'd usually wait a while until I thought he was asleep then I'd go to work on myself. A few times though I'd stay up and before I started I'd here the shuffle of sheets on the bed across from me and I could tell he was masturbating. I didn't mind really, I understood, but I realized he probably had heard me at some point then too. Then one night when the parents were away we finally talked about it. It was pretty. . I knew we needed to talk and I didn’t want to make you wait.”He reached over and slid his fingers through the elastic band of my thick, bulky panties. I raised my bottom up off the couch and he slowly slid the panties down my long, tan thighs and threw them onto the floor. Slowly, I opened my legs wide, revealing the most intimate region of my body to my husband. The petals of my vagina were red, puffy, and swollen ... the aftermath of my evening of intense sex with Don.“Pull your lips. He’s just a friend from work. Besides, the age difference is a bit much, don’t you think.’ ‘I suppose.’ We both quieted when we heard the back door open just a few feet behind us. Robby walked in and asked, ‘where should I put the rest of the chips?’ ‘Just in the cupboard over the counter,’ Mom said, and went to open it for him. Dad came in last, after the dishes were done, naturally. We sat in the living room for a little bit, but it was after 9pm, which was pushing my parents’ bedtime. Mom.