How about if you stay in the guest room for tonight?”“Well, I don’t want to spoil your dinner, so I can order a taxi to take me home.”“That�...�s silly. If you don’t yet trust me enough to stay here I’ll manage without the wine.”She thought for a few moments and then said, “It isn’t that I don’t trust you. I don’t have any night things here to start with, then there’s a toothbrush and a hairbrush, and so on.”David seized the possibility, “As you know the guest room has its own en suite with a brand. Oh God, it was coming... I was coming... Iwas about to climax when-The door burst open.Joey immediately recoiled to the side, covering her mouth, getting aview of who had burst in, red embarrassment filling her cheeks. I triedto cover my raging erection with one hand and pull my slacks up with theother.Mr Williams stood there, glaring at us. Anger was boiling across hisface."What the bloody hell is going on in here?!"Joey immediately tried to explain. "Mr Williams, it's not what it lookslike, I. Come to think of it, I suspect I was very vain, even for a teenage girl, even for a pretty teenage girl! Mostly I was just ignorant, mainly because my parents had heavily discouraged my dating, although I had a very few. But it wasn’t until I saw Susan getting ready to shower, up at her farm near Fayetteville that day, that I ever had thoughts about sex with another female. I had come into the bathroom to wash my face, since it wasn’t locked and caught her naked as a jaybird, sitting on the. "She squeezed my hand with her crotch. "Oh, I hope so." My bruised and aching cock swelled and I found myself holding my breath. I kissed her.Shelly laughed. "Don't go getting sappy on me now, Mike." She kissed me back and rubbed her hand against the bulge in my pants. "We gonna go inside ... or give the neighbors a show?" She grinned."I think your husband would probably hear about it if we did it out here," I said."Maybe. Some days, I don't really care."The harsh street lights flickered on..