My entire body is literally on fire, every nerve on edge not knowing what might come next. As he pulls away from my breast I feel one finger at the ba...e of my throat, slowly working downward. When he reaches my navel he spreads his hand, and stops. No, no, no please no, don’t stop. I hear a low groan come from him, and I know he has noticed the wetness between my legs. His hand shifts as he goes back to tracing my body with one finger. From my navel to my left hip, across the top of my pelvis. “Do you expect me to be the same?” I asked tentatively. “ To only be with you?”“Yes, but I never told you that, I just assumed. I know you’ve been with other girls. I can tell.”Of course she could. I couldn’t lie worth a damn to anyone. Somehow, the girls who were close to me always knew even if I was just keeping something from them, let alone telling a lie. I suppose that was a good thing in the long run.“But you’re here now with me, naked, in bed.”“Yes. Before now, I could just say I didn’t. He looked tobe in his mid to late twenties, with a muscular build and chiseledfeatures. A full head of dark, wavy hair spilled down his thick neckand over the collar of his shirt. His most noticeable feature was hisdark, piercing eyes. As they wandered up and down my scantily cladbody, I wished that I'd worn something besides my skimpy string bikini."My uncle told me you were beautiful, but I don't think that evenbegins to describe you, Janet," he said in a calm, cold voice. "Sitdown." I walked. "Mmmmm..." She purred as I continued,holding her waist with my other arm. I then laid her down on the bed with herass resting on the edge. Automatically she spread her legs, and one of herhand reached down to continued what I left unfinished. I stepped aside andbegan undressing as I watched her caress herself, with her eyes closed andmoaning lightly. When I was naked, I climbed on top of her and began fondlingher breasts, but she stopped me. "Give it to me," she whispered withher eyes closed,.