“Fair enough,” I conceded, then jokingly,”I hope she gave you a loan of it.”
Still laughing, quietly replying, “Actually, she did,” then teasingly, “I was using it before I came out.” She blew me a kiss and gigled as we walked. It got me thinking again and I was starting to harden now, trying to walk and adjust without her noticing. I subtly changed the subject and we soon reached the house. I gave her a big hug and she kissed me on the lips this time, grabbing me bum again. The kiss lingered a little longer than it should have and I said to her, “Thanks for a lovely lunch and even more interesting chat.” I regarded her standing there, “You do look really nice today, I’ll see you soon.”
“Thanks Steve,” she said, “Later.” Then waved as she headed inside.
I headed back, deep in thought. The next time Sharon and I were together, our post session chat drifted to my conversation with Lynn. She laughed, “She is a horny little minx.” I asked her about sharing the toys, curious as to how far that went. “Oh yeah,” she freely admitted, “Sometimes we watch each other.”
“What?” I replied, she immediately had my full attention. “Do tell me more.”
She naughtily said, “She used to come into my room, where it’s further from our folks’ bedroom, less noise,” continuing, “One time I interrupted her mid-session and instead of embarrassing her, I stripped off and joined in. We didn’t touch each other but the constant eye contact was one the most erotic things I’ve experienced, which is saying something.”
“That sounds super horny, is that as far as you guys have went?” I quizzed her, engrossed now.
“You are an animal!” She scolded me, “No. We’ve done a bit naked cuddling, sharing the same bed but nothing further.” Drifting into her own thoughts.
“Interesting, maybe I will have to get you two to give me a show.” I teased her.
She burst out laughing, “Keep dreaming son.”
The week leading up to Sharon’s folks heading off on holiday were pretty uneventful, but the sexual tension with her was definitely ramping up. A few glances here, casual touches in passing, closeness in conversation, I wasn’t sure where it was all leading. I asked Sharon about it, all she said was, “Get some rest, you’ll need it.” Winking. When her folks left for the airport, her Dad just gave me a pat on the shoulder and told me to look after his girls.
The first night, Lynn was out with her friends, Sharon and I watched some TV then retired to bed for a gentle session before we turned it in for the night. Sharon was sleeping and I got up to go to the toilet. Lynn still wasn’t back and, on a whim, I left a pair of my shorts on her bed to see what she would do, then headed back to bed and sleep.
In the morning, Sharon had already left when I came to and I had a shower then got dressed. I was sitting on the couch when Lynn came down and I asked her how her night went.
“Great,’ she said, “Really nice to catch up with a few people I hadn’t seen in a while. I thought I better give you two some peace as well.”
“I told you that wasn’t necessary, but thanks anyway. We had a quiet one.” I said to her. It was then that I noticed what she was wearing under her long t-shirt she had worn to sleep. “I see you got my present.” I pointed out, laughing.
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