So i put my hand on her knee – still no reaction. So i squeezed one hand behind her waist and pulled her towards me. She gave me a severe look, but ...ame closer all the same. I then kissed her full on the lips. Her response was at first cool, but as i probed with my tongue in her mouth, the change was quite electrifying. First, her legs went back on the coffee table, and then one of her hands came to my crotch. I got below her tank top and start feeling her tummy and fingering her navel. Then i. I loved her blond hair. I loved leggy petite blonds, and Jen fit that picture perfectly."Hi honey, what're you doing?" Oh," Jen said, startled. "I didn't realize you were home." I just got here. What're you doing?" I repeated."Oh, nothing." No really, what are you doing?"She hesitated. She ran her fingers through her long blond hair again. "I was thinking about something that Ralph said the other day."My dick stiffened. "What?" Well..." Come on, you can tell me."Jen continued to hesitate.. Liv laughed it off and said you needed to get laid."I bit back a comment about hell freezing over first and just shrugged.Something in my expression must have given me away as Missy's eyes blazed. "Don't you dare use me as an excuse, John Michael Robinson!"I stared at her as I turned the ignition off in her driveway. Partly it was astonishment that Missy even knew my middle name, but mostly, it was that she was mad and I had no clue what was up."Get me down off that pedestal you've stuck me on.. He didn’t kiss back; he just stood there woodenly.However, part of him did respond and I felt his thing swell and grow: that was normal, it happened every time I touched him. The difference was, I knew what it was for and what it felt like inside me.I wanted it inside me and quickly had him pinned against the wall. He was now kissing me back, trying to keep up, but it wasn’t enough.There was a primal urge.Perhaps people would call it make-up sex. Well, it was the first time I’d felt that.