I could almost feel his fingerprints. He wiggled his finger a little and I felt him press between the top of my ridges, right above you know where. Now that was a message. I tilted up into his finger a little and messaged him back. I had no idea what was happening on stage but do remember watching the crotch of the actor in briefs. I really wanted to know if Earl was excited and up.
Maybe I should switch places with Decky. I bet she would love having Earl do this to her even if he was her brother. If he can do his mom he can do his sister. He took his hand out and I almost slugged him on his shoulder. Men. I saw him scratch his face. Oh my. I wondered if he was smelling me. He didn’t really get anywhere and my panty hose were almost dry. Couldn’t be that.
We’ve let our covered middles touch each other but this was a first with fingers. I waited with baited breath but he didn’t come back. The play ended and I got over my erotic episode and we went out for a late sandwich and then back to the room which was very nice. I told Decky what we did while Earl was taking a shower. She was fascinated and all smiles.
She said, “You have got to go cuddle with him after the lights are out. You’ll love it and you’ll have a great time. After where his fingers were he wants to play around some more. Make him happy. He’s your son.”
Earl came back with briefs and t-shirt on and got in his bed. Decky and I climbed in ours and lights out. There was a little light coming in around the curtains as there always are but just enough to see to get to the bathroom and back. Decky tried to push me out of bed but I resisted.
“It’s a great chance for a little excitement with Earl. Don’t waste it. He’ll love giving you a little squeeze you know where. He’s probably been thinking about it all evening. Besides, you already know how much fun it’ll be. Just get in his bed. Maybe a kiss or two. Go on.”
I was lying there quiet, getting convinced. I said, “Earl, do you mind if I come over and cuddle? If not I can send Decky over or we can stay here.” I hoped he could hear me over the air conditioner. We always had it on, or the fan only, to knock out the background noises.
“Sure, come on over,” he said. There must have been two or three feet between the beds. I slipped out with Decky’s hands pushing me and climbed in. He was holding up the covers. We loved a really cool room for sleeping. I pulled the covers up and he put an arm over my waist and pulled me on over, very close. I had light panties and light top on, no bra.
We lay there looking in each other’s eyes in the almost dark, just enough light to see. I really wanted to turn back to see if Decky was watching. Of course she was but she couldn’t see under the covers. He pulled a little more and I could feel him against my clit. I think it was the head there. Difference in heights maybe. By that time I had my arms around his neck, loosely.
He was vacillating what to do. I thought he might do something but I did ask if I could come over and cuddle. Well, this was cuddling. It was nice. Lots of skin and arms around and I had man things against my woman things. I thought, ‘ok, I’ll stay like this but I’ll move around some just the way we are.’.