I noticed that Alex’s belt was in his hand; folded double and gripped by his large fist. “Jane tells me that you have been trying to touch her pus...y in bed.” He said as he stood up. “Yes.” I told him nervously. Alex reached out and stroked her pussy with his fingers. “This is my pussy Mark.” He said. “You gave it to me didn’t you?” I nodded. “I don’t like you touching you it Alex; don’t like you touching my property at all.” He said sternly. “Sorry.” I found myself saying as he approached. She was no longer available to go out for fun. Amy wondered about Wendy’s absence, but now she was spending more and more time with Paul. Increasingly, Amy looked forward to seeing him. The times they were apart seemed longer and longer for her, even when she was separated from him for just a few hours. Slowly, Amy was falling in love. ———- Amy’s 20th birthday came just before Spring Break. It was obvious that Amy would introduce Paul to her friends during her birthday party. Finally the time. She was busy making chapathis, after a little while she called me over to ask me where the frying pan was. So I casually went over to show her on the top cupboard as I was reaching over her to get her the frying pan my semi hardness was rubbing ever so slightly against her nightee. Aunt rose then purposely stepped back right into my hardness and I did not move it was kind of shock for both of us. I did not move so did she! A thousand blue movies were going through minds and I did not know to. When we next met, I would lay it on a bit thicker, and see what her reactions were. I took Fran to a quiet table in my favourite cafe, and after a short chat about life in general and Jerome in particular, I worked the conversation towards sex, sex and Jerome, and finally sex with Nicki and me. I wondered how much detail I should go into, but I needn't have worried, Fran was all ears, her pretty face flushing pink with excitement as I described how Nicki made love to me."I've been thinking.