“How about a glass of wine while we wait?” “That would be nice.” I thought it over, as she opened a bottle of wine, and decided to clear the a...ir. “Look, I’m not sure what’s going on here. Are we looking at something sexual, or just a platonic wrestling match?” “Okay, I’ll tell you. I don’t know. I like you and thought we could have some fun. If you’re the nice guy I think you are, then yes, it could turn into something sexual, if you want that.” “Well, we just met, and we don’t really know each. So someone suggested she take a break, go on a vacation or try installing a dating app like Tinder and meet someone for a change, but she didn’t like that idea.However, Meghna was a big fan of ISS. She used to enjoy reading sex stories. The only sexual pleasure she got was by reading stories and fingering herself.One day, she came across my story and she kind of liked my love for women her age, because deep down even she had a thing for young blood. But she only fingered herself and didn’t. I was right when she rose and came around the table to lean over and hug Hebe, who put up her arm to pull her mother closer. Mrs. H stepped over and did the same with me, and I felt her left breast press against my shoulder. I wondered if she knew. I figured she did, but she didn't move away.After a last squeeze, Hebe's mom returned to her place and fished the teabag out of her mug. She sighed, but it wasn't a mean sigh."I mean, really. When are you kids going to learn?" Mom, we..." Hebe. From then on it seemed Rachel was always at the car door every morning waiting to greet my wife who confessed that she would leave her legs open just that little bit longer to ensure Rachel got a good look. Apparently on one occasion some days previous, Rachel had remarked on the pretty panties Penny was wearing which is why my wife was dressing sexier every day to go to school.I have to confess that my cock was straining at my trousers as Penny was telling me this and it was too obvious for.