I mean, in two months I’m going to be living in a college dorm and he’s still going to be at home with Mom and Dad, how are we even going to see e...ch other?” I said. Just then, Kevin appeared from around the cars in the driveway. “Hey, there was no room for my dad to turn around so I had him drop me off next door.” He looked amazing, as always, his shorts tight on his ass and muscular legs, his tank top showing off his muscular arms, and those sparkling blue eyes, lit up for me. He walked up to. I could feel stirrings in my loins and my cock started to harden. This would have been a very good time to stop. I didnt. I looked from her face to her middle. The dress had ridden up with the movement of my hand and her little pink panties were available to my view. I moved my hand down and slid my fingers under the waistband and continued to caress her little mons venus. How is that now? Nice. She had her eyes closed. The feel of her hairless crotch was super and my cock continued to harden.. It might be nice to have company, drink wine together, have a giggle about things, talk about grown-up stuff now that we were adults and let loose in the world.But right now I still lived on my own. Alone to indulge my imagination. And watch the people opposite. Especially her.I wasn't sure what it was that drew me. She was undoubtedly beautiful, slim and pretty with gorgeous hair, and probably married. Except I hadn't seen a husband or boyfriend. Was she Les? I wasn't, of course, which meant. Oddly, the way Uncle Bob and I treated each other didn’t change much. At least not “publicly,” which meant from the perspective of the others living in the house. Mom knew, of course, so maybe she saw the way I reached to touch Uncle Bob sometimes. It was just a touch, but she knew why that little touch was special. And the way they treated each other didn’t change much either, as far as I could see. She still regularly had that look that I now knew meant she was well and recently fucked. I saw.