As she strutted along, I watched the motion of her ass cheeks and imagined how it would feel to bury my face between the two firm pillows. She had to ...now what I was doing as she did her best to move her ass in the sexiest way possible. Suddenly her cushions came to an abrupt stop and I was shaken back to reality as she said “Well, are you going to open it up”? I was still thinking about her ass cheeks, but realized it was my car door she spoke of.I hit the unlock button and she wasted no time. Finally, I slid off cousin Danny's lap to leave and I swear I felt something brush against my panties. It sent a shudder through my body. I turned around pretending to look for my purse. It had fallen on the floor in front of him. I kneeled down and felt around for my purse. I reached over him, letting my breasts slide over the bulge in his pants before sliding down and grabbing my purse. The air between us was thick with silent need. My panties were so wet. I grabbed my purse and disappeared. I was sure he had a good, strong jerk to his heart's content. That night after it was over, my hubby told me that he had actually informed Eddie earlier in the evening to stand by and voyeured us. It was part of his plan! No wondered why Eddie seemed to be so anxious for me to go upstairs earlier and now I knew better! I was not upset that he never told me beforehand as I would prefer it this way too because I might have backed out if I knew earlier. The spur and heat of that moment helped me. It was as if he had been waiting for her as he grabbed her face and kissed her a meaningful kiss. How utterly inappropriate and yet…a gorgeous, muscled man wanted her. If she even entertained the idea of stopping him, the warm wetness she immediately felt in her panties forced her to ignore a second question. He continued to kiss her, soft as first, then deeper and deeper until she could only imagine his tongue performing in other ways. As stunningly crazy as it was for him to whisper, “I live.