Uncle please have a seat, I will just join you, my hair is a bit wet. I noticed she had a towel on her head and guessed she had a nice bath. It was al...ost nine o clock.She had changed and came wearing a similar attire as afternoon. A skirt and blouse but this time a sleeveless one with buttons in the center and it was accentuating her figure like anything. She came and sat with me on the sofa and we were chatting inane mundane things,just when the bell rang and it was the pizza boy. I. Kevin leaned forward conspiratorially. He looked at her almost empty glass and then his almost full one. “Okay, here’s a fair deal – the last one to finish first makes the loser tell all. Agreed?”Amy nodded.“Ready, set, Go!”Amy finished first and smiled. “You gotta tell all!”“Oh no.” He shook his head. “You lost. I am the last one to finish first.”Amy blinked slowly once or twice. Damn, he had tricked her. She swallowed hard – and she knew she wanted it, but didn’t want to have to say it out. He pulled my skirt towards up, exposing my milky thigh. His touch! It was erogenous. No man had ever touched me so intimately. At that moment, I knew I want him to touch all of me.He started caressing my thigh with his finger. First one, then two, then three fingers, and soon he was caressing me with his full palm. Just when I wanted him to caress with more pressure, he put his right hand back on my waist. This time I got angry.I lifted my head to scold at him when he placed his left hand on my. "Come with me."Hermione grabbed his hand and let him lead her through the orchard and out past the meadow until they got to the old tree that had the tree house. Hermione leaned against the trunk, Ron bracing his hand above her head as he leaned down to kiss her. He meant it to be gentle; he wanted it to be romantic. It started that way but didn't end that way. Hermione's mouth opened under his and he gave it a thorough once over with his tongue. He could feel her hands snake their way through.