One hand was between her legs, but it wasn't moving. It was... reassuring. She wasn't really aware of it.Remembering the fleeting images she'd dreamed... she put them together in her mind. Gary had picked her up after college. He was waiting for her, leaning on some nondescript sports car. He'd embraced her and she'd melted. His hands had stolen down to her ass to squeeze the firm, supple flesh concealed under her mini. Just before they'd kissed, he'd realised her predicament. He made a big show. "Oh she's gone to Lisa's place for the night. Something about Margarita Madness." "Sweet, I get to read in peace tonight," I skipped down the hallway and into the bathroom. I cracked the bathroom window and waited to hear Josh's car pull out of the driveway. Once I knew he was gone I grabbed my CD player and blasted some tunes. I stripped out of my sweaty jogging clothes and danced around singing at the top of my lungs. (I only ever let lose when I was home alone in the bathroom) I started the. I know how you feel, there is a rush over your body. I feel the shiver as it pulses like a wave through your body. You pull me closer, knowing what is next, you feel my excitement, ready... I push you away, roll you face down. You struggle as if to say no; you know what comes next. Again, you try to push up, as I take your arms and hold them down over your head. I hear your breath as you utter "Please", I straddle you you feel my full weight, as lean forward and gently bit your shoulder. I. The door opened and there appeared James, one of her neighbors living near by, just cross the street. He walked into the bathroom. When he saw my mother in law, he sighed: “Oh”, closed his eyes with his hand, obstructing his view, but I could see him sneaking a peek through his fingers. He asked her if she needed help and she said yes. So he moved closer and to help her to get up on her feet. With that he bent down and helped her stand up trying not to stare at her.After he got her standing on.