This time last week when their relationship started it was all sex and lust; the sex and lust was still there but I could see a closeness and together...ess there as well. Small things like holding hands, touching, sharing a joke and intimate kisses outside of sex were all starting to develop. I did not want them to become a couple but could I stop it? I couldn’t I knew. I couldn’t expect Jane to allow a man to join with her in the most intimate of acts and not have feelings for him. Jane: I. ? Even she wasamazed.? She watched him.? She watched his chest heave up and down.? She watched his panicked breathing.? With every calculation she made to get him tothis point, she never expected this response.?She squeezed his nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.? Her hands shook with the effort.? He gasped, but thrust his hips toward her. Shecrawled down his body, kissing his tender nipples and then biting them oncemore for good measure.? He gasped insurprise.? She lessened her grip. ..?" "She's a little angry, Claire. But that's okay. Tag, you're it, Saint, although it hardly seems honest to call you that anymore. I planned it." Kyra's words don't make sense at first, but 'Saint' brings it all home to me. "Oh! The war is back on, Slut!" I fall into Kyra's arms and start kissing and hugging her. This was her payback to me for letting her worry about Claire. "Um, what just happened?" Poor Claire looks lost. I pull her in and say, "This is my best friend from college, Claire.. ..’ I pleaded, but it was no use, so I did as I was told. She leant her head close now and in a half whisper she said ‘Remember what I said the other day about it feeling good when you touch yourself, but so much better when someone else does it?’ As she spoke, she was running a hand up the front of my right leg, over the stocking top and as she finished she came to rest on my cock, giving it a little squeeze. ‘M...Mum, what the...’ I began to stammer a protest as she massaged my erection.