She looked thoughtful for a moment, holding the white coffee mug close to her soft red lips, and then I noticed a small tear forming in the corner of ...er gorgeous eyes. She looked up at me. ‘Can I talk to you Mr Matthews? It’s just that I can’t talk to my parents, it is too embarrassing. You won’t tell them will you?’ Her eyes were glistening as they filled with tears and there was a small sob as she seemed to plead with me. ‘Cindy, of course you can talk to me. I’ll do what I can but it has. .. friends.”Friends! Jake’s mind snapped back to his disastrous wedding night experience. Sybil, tear-stained and trembling on their bed after his calamitous lovemaking wailed, “I expected you to make love to me ... like a friend ... not like some cheap whore you’d picked up!”Perhaps he had been a little rough ... but Christ! So ... he hadn’t led up to it with foreplay like those sex magazines talked about ... Christ! He’d been waiting for her for so long that he just couldn’t take any more!. Fingering her was such a rush, I wasn’t sure if I would live long enough to finish her off. Just then, she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand from between her legs. I was certain this brief party was over, and my fears returned with a vengeance. Beth rolled over on her back, making sure my hand was again hidden beneath her blanket. As she guided my fingers back to her quivering pussy, she said nothing, and continued to stare at the TV screen.She spread her knees wide and the blanket was. My envy was almost a taste in my mouth as I listened. Then it stopped and I tried to settle myself for sleep.I was at the drowsy stage when I heard the bedroom door open and then soft footsteps approaching. In the faint light I could see her, the woman I had just been fantasizing about, unclothed and moving towards the bed. As I started to say something she put her finger to her lips with a “Shhhh!” She got under the covers, moving up tight against me as I lay on my back. Her hand found my.