Why don't you finish?" Cuz you're watching. I can't ... just pick up where I left off."She reached for my limp dick. "Then let me help." What! Why the...hell are you home, wasn't there a football game tonight?" I said as she gripped the soft lace panties and began stroking."I guess you were too busy to notice that it's raining," she said, watching my manhood re-animate. "This is quite an impressive package you've got here, bro."I knew what we were doing was way wrong, but the feel of her hand and. I turn the light off and get into bed next to Moody. The room is still dimly illuminated by the lights around and in particular the floodlit Parish Church which is just a couple of hundred yards away on the corner of Queens Road and Upper West Street. There is plenty of time for foreplay, unlike earlier, as I caress her arms and kiss her neck. I tease her as much as possible, licking as close to her nipples without actually making contact with them then rubbing gently between her upper thighs. The next day around 1 there was a knock at my door, opening it I found Natalie standing there. She told me she thought she might have left some stuff here other night and asked if she could look for it. I told her it wasnt a problem and invited her in, as she squeezed past me I took notice of her outfit a light blue shirt that exposed more than a few inches of her stomach paired with a very small pair of jean shorts .when she walked ahead of me into the living room I could have sworn that I saw. After Vicky died, I sort of lost interest in sex. It stayed lost until a few years after I met Lynne and her daughter, but I figured maybe I should leave that part out."Now if you think of us as," I almost ground my teeth, but used her language, "going together and you're like most young women, you're going to believe you can stay faithful to me while we're apart. But your mother and I both know you're going to meet lots of handsome, interesting, very nice young men, at least one of whom is.