I'd been a little distracted getting dinner together, but the very sight of him put that totally out of my mind. When I hugged him hello, his velvety ...lack skin, so smooth against my cheek, and his intoxicating cologne made my head swim.I know I felt nervous, but I was also giddy with excitement as I brought him a beer. Trying to play it cool, I hesitated trying to decide whether to sit next to him. Thankfully, my husband encouraged me to do it, so I just plopped down next to him on the sofa.. Julie was gasping for air. Too much was going on. She was standing completely naked before her son who was masturbating. To make matter much worse Julie was more excited than she had been in a long time. Her hand was moving toward her pussy and she could not, did not want to stop it. She felt her hand caress her stomach as if moved down her hips through her patch of dark pubic hair to her wet pussy. As he fingers made contact with her clit, she gave a long sigh that was full of electricity. “Oh. These were almost iridescent under the spotlights. Cricket kept checking with her eyes darting in many directions to be sure she wasn’t ‘caught’. Her hands moved to her breasts, which didn’t look as large as they normally did, probably thanks to some kind of sports bra under her blouse.She unbuttoned the shirt, taking her time and starting to sway to the mellow music she’d chosen in a dream-like state. Her hands kept moving and fondling. The shirt opened finally allowing a peek inside at a lacy. Our cocks appeared to be the same size. We climbed in bed and talked about being naked, sex and such. We both had never done anything. He claimed to have walked naked holding a girl’s hand, but he was lying. I at least had barely kissed a girl. As neither of us had ever French Kissed, I suggested that maybe we learn how to do it together as girls do that so we would know what we were doing. He said no. I had wanted to kiss his lips with mine and slide my tongue in his mouth and taste.