She was a little drunk from the wine still and wanted to ride me some more and to be really quiet. We weren’t quiet enough because Kristin made a no...iceable grunt that made it evident she knew what we were up to. A bit later Kristin woke up again and complained that her back was hurting from sleeping on the floor. She asked if she could hop in bed with us. It was still storming very bad and Camille said that she was more than welcome to. So here I am. I start to think about the fact that. I wouldn’t be able to get up in the morning, and haven’t you got to get the kids off to school? We’ll have to be patient a little longer.’ I actually felt relieved. I was spared for a while longer the reactions of my children. With Greta I had no problem, but the lads would be a different matter, especially Jan! Jenny made the rounds of the children, receiving a hug from Greta and a glance and a muttered good night from Stefan. She made a point of going up to Jan, saying good night and kissing. She hastily tore off her other clothes, and then at a more sensuous pacepulled the silky lingerie up her thighs. It slid so creamily along hercrotch and belly that she couldn't hold back a smile. But as she pulledthe straps around her shoulders, she was disappointed to look down at twoempty cups. Like, where were her tits? She struggled with this thoughtfor a moment, before suddenly, terrifyingly remembering that he was aman. Of course he didn't have cleavage! He was about to shout. We made small talk as we drank. Half way through my second drink, the conversation led to flirting. Jonas put his hand on the small of my back, and whispered in my ear, "You have really amazing breasts. Are they real?" I blushed and replied, "Thank you and yes they are." Too bad your married, your incredibly sexy." "You're pretty attractive too," I replied.We continued to flirt like that for a while. The combination of the alcohol and Jonas gently rubbing my back was making my freshly trimmed.