The summer was going to be such fun. Charlotte Harrington was eighteen, and was in the final year at her exclusive all girls’ boarding school. When ...he was not at school she lived with her father, who adored her, and spoilt her; she was his princess, and they looked out for each other since Lottie’s mother had passed away. But events for the summer meant that Charlotte’s father had to be away; big business in the far east which he had to attend, so he had requested Emma’s mother would take. She was sitting about 50 feet from me in a chair and facing me even though her vision was occupied by the book. She had short white hair and very well put together for a woman her age. I kept glancing over and after a while I noticed her scratching herself, or so I thought. After a minute or two I saw that her hand had not moved and I soon realized she wasn't scratching but rubbing her pussy. I assumed she was reading an erotic novel ang getting off on it and couldn't help herself. I. .." "Yeah me too, babe," Alfred noticed that although Matthew was merely a reflection of some sort, he couldn't help but feel a large endearment and attraction towards the other. "I want you Mattie...To kiss you, to hold you, to love you." Matthew only blushed as he pushed his knees to his chest. "Me too Al...." "No Mattie, I want you naked under me, begging and panting," Alfred said as he began to brush his hand down his groin. "I want to take you, hard and rough Mattie." Matthew blushed as. The guys ordered for us as Meghan couldn’t believe I orgasmed in front of everyone again. I chuckled, “Yeah Meghan, it has been my thing the past couple of days. Didn’t you know?”“Isn’t your husband jealous of all this attention you are getting?”“Surprisingly, he is not. He is actually enjoying it since I used to be sort of a prude, because of my mother. I used to be really uptight about a lot of things, but I guess his dream has come true.” I don’t know why I was I telling Meghan all this, I.