It was hard, though.I mean hard.Nanette visibly cringed away. She’d been the most paranoid about being sexual around Brittany when she was fifteen. ...onna and Sophie seemed either relaxed or resigned. Of course, it was Beca who dealt with the issue.“Okay, Cindy. We appreciate what you’re saying.” She stripped off her own T-shirt but unlike Cindy, there was no bra under it. “You are right that we’re pretty casual about clothes. We like our bodies and we like each other’s bodies. But we never want. After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. I better hurry and get to the study and get this over with, running from the room to get to the library before 7:00.She heard the front door slamming, knowing that her mother had left, leaving her to solve her own problem with Uncle Bill. The library door was open and Uncle Bill was sitting on one of the black leather chairs, situated around a coffee table and the leather couch. The chairs were massive, with large padded arms with wooden corners.Melissa always hated them, they were always cold. All I wanted to do was tear her bra and panties off and fuck her silly. What the fuck was I thinking about, this was my best friend's mom! But she looked so fucking hot that I had trouble remembering that last bit of info!"I've been thinking about what you said the other day... about your having a crush on me and how you thought I was beautiful and sexy. And I thought about what it must have been like for you, having to keep all that bottled up tight inside whenever you came around."I admit.