Tight jeans hugged her toned legs and plump ass just right. A rather low cut and revealing t-shirt framed and accentuated her perky breasts. It was al... I could do to keep from staring. After they left I knew exactly what I'd be doing and who I'd be thinking about while I was doing it.Kate knocked on my door late Monday afternoon after getting home from school. She told me we needed to talk through my closed door. I told her the door was unlocked and she could come in."Hey, Ky, how goes it?" she. “Where are we going with this?” I asked.He took my face in his hands and began kissing me -- on my eyes, behind my ears, up and down my neck, then finally on my mouth, slipping his tongue gently between my lips. He lowered his hands to stroke my breasts, and when I pressed them against him he gave the nipples a slight twist. I moaned aloud.Our kiss became more urgent. I reached for his cock. It felt heavy and hard in my hand, and when I gave it a squeeze he gave a grunt of pleasure.He whispered. I thought you would be mad at me. Of course not! Youre young, you have the right to do whatever you want. She said. I just didnt think youd be interested in a girl like me… She blushed again, and I felt myself grow more aroused. Thats not it at all, I think youre gorgeous! I realized my words about two seconds after I had already spoken, and now it was my turn to blush. She lifted her head, You think so? Really? I nodded meekly, and she just blushed again, afterwards looking up at me and. "Sometimes, it's not even stress, but just that there's a flash thought and it's a friend that will scratch an itch. For example, I'm not what anyone would call a submissive. I don't think Aimee's top is part of any roleplaying outfit. Leather sometimes is there just because it looks good. But dammit, I haven't seen this top before. It keeps drawing my eyes to it, and making me keep getting little thoughts of Aimee ordering me to do something or other, not necessarily to her boob. Strange.