“Okay,” I’ll say. I look down at her feet. When I do, I hear that giggle of hers. I smile inside. And I go on to tell her, right then and there,...“I’ll start with your toes, Erin.” She’s painted them an adorable color and I’ll add, as I lick my lips, “If you don’t mind, I’ll go ahead and eat them all up okay? Mmmmmm,” I add. “Then I get to chew on your calves. Ooooohh, doing that is soooo filling and even more tasty then ever. I bet you didn’t know that did you? She giggles forever. She loves. Just having his hands caress me through my dress turned me on more. I could feel every touch, I felt so alive. For once, I didn’t think about projects due at work, the laundry that needed to get done or the errands that needed to be done in the morning. He made me feel sexy. A feeling I missed. His warm, but rough hands slid into my dress, into the cups of my bra and took out my breasts. We stood right in front of the window with the lights on in the room so anyone could see and it didn’t. The loud buzzing sound should have gone off, but it never did. Instead, other me kept jerking it, until a single stream of cum shot out, and landed on the floor. Before I could remark how increasingly weird that seemed to me, the familiar buzzing sound was back.I saw the other me, put his junk back, and walk towards the balcony to investigate. I turned around, and saw the same transparent blue portal. Seeing no option, I jumped in, and went through the same swirling vortex again, and emerged. Needless to say, the two of you don't get along. You would have no problem with her if it wasn't for her insistent complaining about "every" little thing you do. She has even said on more that one occasion that she thinks you're not good enough to be Rachel's boyfriend. Rachel seems to think otherwise.Your parents are out of the house. In fact, your dad's away on a company "team building" retreat. Your mom is off living overseas with her new husband after the nasty divorce a few years back. So,.