Days were busy, though, with sports and other activities, leaving little time for more adventures. Soon school would be starting too. But that didn’... mean ALL the time was taken up.In fact, the very first day Mom was gone on the day shift, Sandy came home to find the apartment empty. Randy apparently was still with friends somewhere. It was only 2pm, so still many hours before Mom returned. Sandy quickly texted her mom to let her know she was safe at home. Mom didn’t ask about Randy. Sandy. This time I winced slightly and he just held them inside for a minute or so and said just to relax and slipped them out again. He said the next time might hurt a bit but that he would stop if it did and then after putting more vaseline on his fingers Alan gently slid three fingers inside me. It did hurt a little but he was really slow and when they were finally all the way in he just held them there. The sensation was more than pleasant and I couldn't resist touching myself. I didn't wank for. He’s dancing behind me, so close that I can feel him. I raise my arms into the air, swaying back and forth to the music, and he runs his hands down my arms and sides, settling them on my hips. He pulls me back against him, my back against his chest, and we rock back and forth to the music. The music changes to a slow song, and I turn around in his arms, resting my hands on his shoulders. ‘What are you thinking?’ he asks. ‘You really don’t want to know.’ ‘Try me.’ ‘Well, that’s one way to. “I can’t recall anything. Are you sure it’s tonight?” Edith continued driving while nodding. “Yes, definitely tonight.” I continued. “What could it be? I’m positive there’s nothing planned.” She glanced over at me. “I put it on the schedule Ron.”“I didn’t know that. What going on?” I could not believe she would plan something without talking to me first. Maybe it was a good thing on a rare occasion, but I don’t like surprises. Getting no response, I waited until we arrived home and went to.