I'd been doing it for a couple of minutes, and I could tell by the way I was rubbing him he was getting harder, he kept saying "No no it's fine now" a...d I kept saying "No no it's my fault I'll sort it", and carried on rubbing it dry. When I did eventually stop he had a right bulge, he stood there looking a little embarrassed as I knelt in front of him.When I knew I had to stop I looked up at him and he didn't know what to do, "This is my fault I'll sort it ok",and with that I rubbed his bulge. I was in a daze staring at her computer. I figured what the hell; I already broke her trust. I got up and went to her computer desk. It was the same one I bought for one of her birthdays. I wonder if she talked about this then. I turned on the computer and waited for it to warm up. In no time I jumped on line and looked through her favorite places. In about five minutes I saw all the adult sites she liked to visit. The one I checked out was literotica.com. She book marked a few stories. I read. Miller I would love to come over next Friday,Ok I will see you then I did sense a difference in his voice when I asked him over,As the week went on my husband told that he was going to take the boys away camping for the weekend a bit of father /sons bonding,‘Err! I was planning to?‘Planning what? ‘Oh it doesn’t matter’ This was my opportunity to get Andrew to myself without the boys it had been a couple of weeks since my husband had come home and was due to go away again soon so I understood. Well, I didn't tell him, but unless one of us had a social disease, he wouldn't have needed a condom. I was on the Pill, and had been for a long time.I was, after all, a 22-year-old college senior. My virginity was a long-ago not-so-fond memory, and nothing more.I really meant it, when I told Dave no sex, but I hadn't intended that we'd sleep two feet apart, bottom-to-bottom. I wanted his arms around me. I wanted his hand on by breast, making like a truly living bra. I wanted to be cuddled. I.