Mrs. White was always delighted to see my sister. Since neither Kevin nor I had ever brought females around the White's house, Ashley, and her friends... whenever available, had always been welcomed. And my sister had always showed every sign of being as delighted to see Kevin's mother as she was to see her. And so, they spent the next ten minutes together in the kitchen, discussing everything under the sun but the matter at hand while I looked on silently. Female talk. Completely. Its source so close to me, lying beside me, my back to it. How long have I been asleep? Am I still dreaming? Then he stirs, just slightly. He moves closer to me, and I'm happy for it. I feel his body heat surround me. The rise and fall of his chest presses gently against my back. His even, resting breath coordinated with my own. It is lovely. As I lay there, eyes still closed I think about dozing back to dreamland. But something keeps me teetering on the edge of slumber. Arousal. Is it just my. It was John, telling her there would be a guest to dinner and would she prepare an especially nice meal. She was to wear her red sheath dress and wear her hair up. She was also to wear the collar he had bought her.Rapidly she went out to the supermarket and bought salmon, some sirloin steak, vegetables and a ready-made tort for the dessert. By the time John got in, the dinner was cooking nicely and Kim had had time to wash her hair. Together they went to the bedroom where she watched John don. Lauren led us into her parent’s master bathroom, a room I had never been to in her house. It looked newly remodeled, and the first thing I noticed was the shower. Her parents are both on the large side, and the shower looked like it was built to contain two plus-sized adults with room to spare. So it was not surprising that all 4 of us fit in, we even had a little bit of room to maneuver (though not too much). The girls started the shower and climbed in and I followed, enjoying the view as the.