His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two...lovers. Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husbands face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evans eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that hes violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he. Where the hell are you? I was looking for my plaid skirt that was about mid-thigh length, the white button up shirt and the tie that matched the skirt. The only time I had ever worn that was for Halloween two years ago when I felt like being the little school girl. To everyone else, I was wearing it for shits and giggles. As for myself, I was wearing it to gauge his reaction. And, possibly to see if little Miss Sharp would catch on. I was actually banking on her realizing my intentions. After. More

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