It was in that moment I heard the garage door open. I walked over to the entryway and waited. It took only a moment before my stepbrother was in the h...use. “Hey Lydia.” he said, walking through the doorway, shutting it behind him.“Hi there.” I said, smiling at him.He unzipped his leather jacket and took it off. He wore a royal blue colored t-shirt and tight jeans. I spoke again, “I was wondering if you could help me with my history homework.”“I don’t know I’ve got some things to do…” he said. It was some time ... perhaps five minutes, I wouldn't know, before Lexie turned and held out her hand to me. I walked to her, fishing in my pocket for a clean handkerchief; using it to dry her eyes and cheeks. I smiled inwardly as I noticed Peter Palmer-Harrison was performing the same service for his wife. He glanced at me and our eyes met. He smiled very slightly before returning his attention to his wife.Having completed the tender little task, he turned to me and held out his hand."Mr.. "Not at all", she smiles. We continue talking as we make our way back to the car and Kendra hops in the driver seat. As we make our way down a few side streets we continue to finalize our plans for our long weekend and I lightly run my fingers up and down the top of her thigh."I think I am going to take the bottom drawer of your dresser and dump all of our toys into a suitcase!" She teases me."Please do!" I reply as I lean over and run my hand under her summer dress. On the inside of her. He leaned back in the chair and then said "don't just stand there, come take out my cock." And with no hesitation, I went over got on my knees and unzipped his pants. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. His cock was at least nine inches long, thick and veiny, a nice fat mushroom tip, and big round smooth balls, and he was shaven. I took it in my hand and felt how heavy he was and then I started stroking. He leaned further into the chair and spread his legs for me to get between.