It was a small crush that has been growing since my second year of high school. She is 19 and I am 18. This is the story of how that crush turned to l...ve. I live in the Rock-chester home. A nice, 2-story, 3 bedroom house. I slept on the first floor, along with my sister, Cassidy, who was on the other side of the hallway that held our rooms. Our parents lived upstairs in their own room. My dad is 46 and my mom is 45. They still have a lot of love for each other. It was around 11:00 AM when I. I didn't thinkmy day could get any worse but that's what I get for thinking. Seated atthe kitchen table, she gave me a manicure. My nails were short as I hadthe bad habit of chewing on them but that didn't stop her. Some how shemanaged to round them off with an emery board then glued one inch longacrylic nails over them. The nail length was bad enough but she made memore self conscious by painting them in a bright glistening plumb color.As my nails were drying, she got up and made a pot of. I could hear and see a thin white vibrator in her right hand, and I watched dumb struck as she pressed it through her thick dark bush onto her clit, then down and through her wet pussy lips. I heard her moan softly then, and slightly arch her back, grinding her hips in a lazy circular motion. The light from the TV reflected off of the wet vibrator when she pulled it out of her hairy pussy. The electric thrill that went through me on seeing this scene was almost as powerful as the one that next. "They quieted again and continued to hold each other as they marveled at their shared perceptions of their experience.Finally they stirred. "You know," Ben said thoughtfully, gazing out the window while he idly stroked Julia's hair, "if we worked on your garden together, we could get your chores done here in a few hours and still make it to my place before it gets too late. The plants in my garden won't be too happy, but it's only a few more hours, and I think they can handle it."Julia sighed.