Then he reached out a hand and led her to his bedroom. He left her standing but sat on a lounging chair."Open your blouse, Paula."She did so, slowly b...t chastely. Then she stood silently, waiting for further instructions. But he gave none. Finally she understood and removed the blouse. Her hands twisted behind her to unsnap her bra, and she let it fall to the floor to join the blouse.Nice tits. Real nice tits. Nipples are hard already. I don't think that her rack will match up to little Carrie. Your beautiful.” “Thanks…” I said awkwardly. “Oh,” Caitlyn smiled tearfully with outstretched arms, “come here, you adorable bundle of insecurity.”Caitlyn embraced me warmly and placed a kiss on the top of my head. I hugged her back, and for a moment, I felt some of the warmth we shared just a minute ago. And then the feeling passed, and I tentatively withdrew from her. “Remember,” she smiled as a tear rolled down her cheek, “if you fall, Rachel, come back to me.”I nodded politely and turned. I lifted my head from her tits and said “ooooh look, even more skin!” Then I started to kiss her tummy. I loved her tummy. Kissing and licking and tracing my fingers down from her chest to that tiny little skirt. Again, she was moaning and sighing. I lifted one leg over hers and set it down between her legs. Then did the same with the other. Without even thinking she just spread her legs apart for me and I was now kneeling between them. I’m not sure if she even realized it, but I was where I. Once we'd finished, Jeanette mixed us another drink while Angelina, Joe, and I sat and talked, mostly to reminisce over our high school days. A lot of the information was for Angie's benefit. Most of it she already knew, but there were questions for which she wanted to find answers. By the time the evening was over, we all knew a lot more about each other.It was almost eleven o'clock when Joe mentioned that as much as he'd love the evening to go on, he had to work the next morning. I gathered.