She was obviously uncomfortable and said hi back. I gathered my wits and toldher that I still had some candy left but wouldn't mind buying some more. ...hetold me she was just here to hang out. Well, I didn't know what to do. I eventually let her in and asked her ifher parents knew she was here. She said her mom didn't, so I made her callmom at work and ask if it was OK. I assumed she wouldn't be allowed but hermom gave a hesitant yes. Oh boy, I wasn't sure how this would go. She was beautiful.. The Indian restaurant was nice. It was Friday evening, and although we were quite early it wasn’t completely empty. The waiter looked at us a bit reluctantly- this wasn’t really a scruffy pauper kinda place. “A table for two?” he asked formally, his sneer betraying his professionalism. We shed our coats and the brolly but I clung to my rucksack nervously. No way was I leaving my bag by the door. The waiter took two menus and led us to a small table off to the side out the way anyway. On the. The old man was away on business, we’d heard, due back late the following evening. Both days around two Mrs. Periwinkle hopped in her white sports coupe and drove into town. She was a wisp of a thing, no more than five-two or -three, with slender gams and pale, creamy skin. Wearing short colorful sundresses and a big-brimmed white hat, she went into a couple of shops and bought a few things, stopped at the diner for an iced lemonade, and then returned home. All in all she was never gone more. Soon I was fucking her hard and fast in her ass and came within minutes like I had never come before. She was so fucking tight that I felt like I was fucking a virgin.After I came, I kissed the back of her neck several times and fell so very satisfied into a deep sleep.It was a bad storm, mom had left a message saying she was working double shifts. Dad was still at work and I was home alone and scared. The only thing I could do was to get in their bed and pull the covers over my head. I soon.