"We were supposed to meet at McGill's, remember?"I nodded, putting on my most apologetic face. "Yes. Sorry. Something cameup at home and I needed to h...lp my sister with a problem she's beenhaving."She nodded, taking another step toward me. Holy crap, this girl wasaggressive. Had she always been that forward? Had I just been too man-blind to notice? The way she smiled at me, the little motions of herhands, the way she leaned in closer to me when she spoke. Allrecognizable as spotlights. I am 5'9" (maybe less now as the years take their toll) and Kenny had grown so that at 18 he was nearly 6 feet. He was gorgeous as his adolescent body filled out into the flower of manhood. I had fanned the sexual tension between us deliberately; so that only a thin veil of frayed cultural disapproval and a lingering crumb of rejection anxiety remained between us; or so I thought. I was very wet and he was very hard; my panties were soaked and there was no hiding his vigorous erection.I stepped. I got up opened itand there was Sandy whowasted no time she walked right in and closed the door. The long coat shewas wearing concealed lace and garters, close your eyes and picture this 5’8 heels long blonde hair34C maybe 120lbs, tight body; now add blue lace garters and stockings. I am getting hard just relivingthis.She took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom took my cloths off and pushed me back on thebed, she crawled up the bed held my hands down and bit me I mean fucking bit me damn. Lucy was still smiling so I continued to massage his thick meat through his shorts. The tingling in my pussy starting to turn to a yearning ache and I knew things were going to get a little hot.Adam pulled his shorts down, removing them completely. His large cock was standing at attention. I leaned in, taking it in my mouth and swirling my tongue over his head. He groaned and I felt his hand slide down my back and over my ass. I was conscious that Lucy and my husband were now kissing, but I was.