Kara wrapped her hair in a towel to keep it from getting wet, even though her mom knew what was going to happen when she left. We dried off, dressed a...d were back downstairs in the den about ten minutes before her mom arrived home.“Good. I see you’re right where I left you,” she said with a smile and went off to the kitchen.“Did that really just happen?” I whispered.“Yes!” she giggled. “I love my mom!”“What about the sheets?” I asked, realizing we hadn’t changed them.“Oh! Wait here. I’ll be. I strained harder to see and watched as one redheaded girl pulled her yellow sweater which had a large white number 7 on the front up over her head. She was right in front of me. Probably only two or three foot away. She was facing me and I was surprised to see that she wore nothing underneath her top. She had an impressed and full pair of young tits which flopped down heavily as they were released from her pullover. I remember being impressed that such a slim girl was the owner of such a full. She stood about three inches taller than me, blond hair to her shoulders, her skin was creamy and pale white, her breasts, oh, her breasts, they were large with large, brown nipples, soft-looking, just beautiful, her waist was slim and her hips fuller and between her legs, her pussy was bare, no hair. And her legs were pretty, my dick was hard as a rock. "I shaved for you, Greg. Like my pussy?" as she raised her right leg and put her foot on the bed. It was the first pussy I'd ever seen and it. I should have said ‘No Way!’ Gary and I had been at school together. Gary and I were mates. Rachel was in our class, and she was gorgeous! Dark lustrous hair, green eyes, captivating face, long neck and perfect figure, and slim shapely legs. Gary was one of the lucky sods who got to date her. There were a few who did date her, but none of them for long. She was clearly very choosy. As far as pairing off is concerned Rachel and I were non-starters – she didn’t look twice at me, and I never.