I wanted to say Stephanie’s room. The thought of having sex with my best friend's father in her bed turned me on, but I also knew how wrong that wou...d be. I loved Stephanie and I did not want to disrespect her. “Your room,” I smiled. He kissed me again, pulling me tightly into him as we made out way into his room. He placed me gently down on the bed and laid beside me, half of his body laying on top of me. The pressure of his body on mine had on edge. He reached over and pulled at my shirt,. Sandra seemed like she was in a trance as he slid the rest of her dress down over her hips. His black fingers slid under the side strings of her blue lace panties and slowly pulled them down to the floor. It was an amazing sight as she stepped out her dress and panties, and wearing only her black silk thigh highs, standing alongside her black stud. She took hold of his black hand and led him into the bedroom. I eagerly followed and sat in the chair next to the bed.She sat on the end of the bed. She worked in a pastry come coffee shop but rarely mixed with the customers, her job was in the kitchen preparing the orders and getting in the necessary supplies to accommodate the requirements of the clientele. She came to work by tram, day in and day out. Because of her experience and that she was a good worker, didn’t complain even though her pay wasn’t that great, she was satisfied, however, she lacked one item that all the other women and girls that worked in the shop had, was a male. Seeing my chest tented out my blouse was really getting to me. To my surprise, she replied, "Yeah hun, I wanted to fix that sooner butforgot. Come over here and let me see what I can do."My smile left my face when after removing all that tissue she stuffedtwo pink satin covered foam pads into the cups. Great, now my cheststuck out even more prominently than before. Handing me my purse, sheslapped my butt and sent me over to John's. I can't begin to tell youwhat I was feeling and thinking as.