She didn't really try to touch me either, at least not anyplace that wasn't totally innocent. She liked to play with my hair and her other hand mostly...stayed on my stomach, without moving up or down at all.We were only fourteen, however, and making out for the first time in our lives. So, I guess we were being pretty normal and taking it slowly. Unlike our two friends. In between kisses, Denise and I would catch our breath and watch Eva and Suzy make out with each other. They weren't nearly so. .." I teased as I pushed them together and pinched my nipples. He stepped forward and like a first timer reached out and touched them. He didn't squeeze them he just covered them with his hands. "You can do better than that." I said huskily, edging him on. He squeeze them; gently, and took a step closer. His shyness was still very apparent but his fingers fondled and gripped my nipples regardless. "Mmmmm," I moaned. He pinched and rolled my nipples more harder as his breathing became rapid. I. Her breathing slid out into a drawn out moan as her knees weakened. He began kissing the underside of her earlobe and pulled her up into him roughly. Then he stopped, and pulled back, almost breathless with abandonment. He looked at her hungrily. “Come with me,” he growled out and grabbed her hand. He led her into the dimly lit bedroom, the light coming from two soft vanilla candles, with its black silk sheets and soft velvety rugs and sat down on the edge of the bed. He grabbed two wine. After returning from my short trip I went straight home. Joan had already left for work. I took the recorder from the living room and it was full. I started listening and I heard the TV in the background.Then I heard Joan making a call. "Ray, he left I'm home all by my lonely self. Come over and play with me." She was trying to talk like a little teenager.She must have shut off the TV and walked out of the room because the recorder stopped. They next thing I heard was her answering the door. I.