Harry had also been at the party last night."I was as bad as all that?" Jack asked ruefully."I didn't think you were bad at all. I was far enough gone...myself to enjoy your little act. Too bad your wife broke it up, though." Oh?" said Jack, honestly not remembering."Yeah, when you started to do the striptease," and Harry started to laugh boisterously, but then stopped and grimaced in pain. "Oh Christ, my head," he moaned. "Hey, what was Angela moaning about to my wife last night, anyhow?". Not wanting him to feel and more self-conscious I reached out and punched him lightly on the shoulder. “Hey!” he said rubbing his shoulder.“Oh come on, that didn’t hurt.” I k**ded.He broke into a goofy grin and laughed.“Hey who left the door open?” a voice boomed from the doorway.“Sorry Dad,” Jarrett said, “Jennifer’s here.”“Obviously,” their dad said, “hey there, find the house ok?”I laughed, “Um, no I got lost Matt, I only grew up four houses down.” I teased good naturedly.He rolled his eyes. I let him in, he was wearing a plain black t-shirt with sporty sweat/track pants. I could already see the huge bulge in his pants and suspected thats why he wore them. He loomed over me and was physically impressive. I was wearing sexy red lace panties and bra underneath a silky dressing robe that i wore loosely, giving him a view of my cleavage. “Find your way here ok? can i get you anything” I asked somewhat sheepishly. “Nah, I’m cool” He responded cooly while stepping forward and sliding a. My bald, hungry kitty was completely on display. I brought my hand to my lips and licked three fingers on my right hand, then smoothed them tremblingly over my bare, electrified mound. The sound I made was a combination sigh and groan. I leaned back against the locked door, closed my eyes and rubbed my hand over the already hardening nub of my clit, teasing my fleshy lips, feeling the fluid seeping from me smear over my fingers. I wouldn't need any more spit. My mouth hung open as the sensation.