" I said, keeping a sly grin on my face. He blushed, and I could've sworn a bead of sweat was falling from his face. "Enjoy the little show, perv?" I ...ried my best to not sound happy, and it was actually working. Jeremy stayed silent, turned away from me. I moved closer, rubbing up against his cheek. "Okay then Casanova, I think I'm just gonna leave the room now, and you can choose to forget this moment in time, or do whatever the hell it is you do."He stayed silent as I stood from the couch. Curiousity was killing me but I played it cool all day with Krista. About 6:00 that evening she said she was going up to shower and get ready to go. I followed and as she showered, I resisted all temptation to join her for purely naughty purposes, changed clothes and went back downstairs to anxiously await seeing what she would wear. I was in the den watching the end of a ballgame when I heard a knock. I turned to get up and there was Krista - dressed to kill. Black tube top and no bra that. Just that. Nothing else. After which, she'd simply carried on staring at him. Frankly. He wasn't good at reading invitations from girls to show a little interest, but this was pretty direct. It really seemed that she was attracted to him.He waited a little longer, disorientated. Then, after a few seconds, he'd become a little irritated at the discomfort she was causing him."Can I do something for you?", he had asked.And that was when she'd made her brazen offer. Now, she was pressing it. "Why. ” A quick thought flashed across her face and she asked me “Do I have to call you Master too?” “No, no Kasey , at least not yet. You have not given yourself to me, and even if you did, I doubt you’d understand what that really means right now. Since this is my house though; you will call me Sir. Is that understood?” With a smile she said “Yes Sir.” She leaned over and started kissing my neck and face. Her lips were so much different than pet’s. She was very passionate though. She moved her.