I needed to masturbate. He did that on purpose. I know he did. He knew touching me in front of them would set me off. God, that tease! He probably pla...ned to do this all weekend. All I could think about was Randy’s big hands around my neck, making me scream from pleasure as he fucked me like the whore I was. I closed my door and started playing with myself. I stuck two fingers in my pussy and came rather quickly. I had been horny all day and seeing Randy and the way he touched my thigh put me. I quickly went up and grabbed that card. On the back side of it was written, call me tomorrow anytime. We went to our home and next day while I was having lunch I remember about the incident. I quickly took out my card and rang the number. She picked up the call and conversation was like this Me: hiShe: hi, who is thisMe: you happen to give me card yesterday in so and so clubShe: aha! I see, I was waiting for your callMe: hmm, ya! So tell me about youShe: well, I am sheetal, a businesswoman. Don’t worry about it. Just go back to sleep." But there was no going back to sleep, for there was a knock at the door just then, followed by Ron’s voice telling them his Mum had breakfast ready.The girls spent most of the day sitting in a shady spot of grass in the field outside the Burrow, watching Ron play Quidditch with the rest of the Weasley boys, or at least, all of them except for Percy. Ginny liked to play too, but Hermione hated flying, particularly on broomsticks, and when she finally. Emma loves dancing, usually to fast numbers, but she's quite happy to smooch around on the dance floor as well. Normally glued to my body though, tonight I was watching her body moulded to a complete stranger.Although I knew that I had to sit there, watch and do nothing; otherwise all my planning would have been for nothing. The thing is to catch them in the act, me going off half-cocked because I'd lost it; was going to prove nothing.Maybe I should have let one of the guys do this bit, the.