I let her in and we made some small talk. Naturally I asked her why she responded to my proposition. "You piqued my interest," she explained. I lik...d the sound of that."Well then. . ." I said and stood in front of her as she sat on the edge of the bed, my zipper in front of her face. She responded to this universal symbol for "get started" by stroking my cock through my jeans. When she had me semi-hard, she undid my zipper while I removed my belt. I wore no underwear, so my penis flopped. It's NOT going to work this time! You immediately start into the "didn't know what I was doing officer" routine, but I'm not listening - the bulge in my pants is getting VERY uncomfortable as I eye your breasts and upper thighs. It's time to make my move. I listen for a few seconds and then ask for your license and registration. As you reach for your purse, you quickly undo another button hoping that that will convince me to let you go. You hand me the documents and your blouse opens so I can. So we found a four bedroom house, across the Potomac River. We dated, but not each other. There was an unwritten rule that sex among us would complicate things too much. We were careful about how we dressed, even being sure to wear robes going to and from the shower. We kept things brotherly and sisterly. Until that night. And it was all my fault.I’m Sarah. I had been dating a guy, but we recently broke up. My three roommates were going to a party, but I declined. I was still nursing. This was so naughty! If my husband or son had a clue what I was doing it would blow their minds.Anne must have seen me coming up her drive as she was waiting at the door when I reach it."Mary", she said, "glad to see you decided to come. I wasn't sure you would." I wasn't sure myself," I said nervously."Well don't just stand there. Come in. Come in." she said and ushered me into the kitchen again. "So you enjoyed yourself yesterday enough to give it another go?" God yes!" I said, "I haven't.