She came back with tea and we had general conversation. She asked about my studies, colleges etc.Suddenly she kept her hand in my lap and started her ...conversation. I thought she kept her hand in a friendly manner but she did not take her hand from my lap for so long time. I started to feel hard under my pants.Suddenly I felt her hands moving near my cock. I was initially shocked and speechless I looked her, she was smiling in. I just kept quiet she was bold know and started feeling my cock over. “Stop!”I wasn’t planning on stopping, but our shenanigans came to an end as soon as our mother entered the kitchen.“What the hell is going on in here?”My sister and I slowly turned our heads. Mom looked perplexed. The kitchen was a disaster, and it all happened in such a short time.“Um…” Savannah began, “Jay started it!”“What?” I laughed. “You little liar! Have you forgotten who threw the gummy worms?”Mom shook her head at us and said, “You are both in your twenties, yet you act like primary. Chayne goes into her closet cracks the door and turns on the light so she can see the mysterious man she’s been spooning with. Her heart almost stopped. It’s Dirty! She wonders how he got in her bed. She was wearing her bra and panties still which is odd for her. Not just because she is a loose women but because she sleeps in the buff. Chayne goes to the bathroom, brushes her teeth, washes her face and applies a light coat of makeup. She slips back into bed and snuggles in the spoon position. Mid-sentence, the reply box disappeared.'Whaat?! Not another site bug, not now!" she wailed aloud.Could the timing be any worse? Here she was, about to reconnect with the mesmerizing, utterly gorgeous man in her dream who told her he was going to be her own personal Chat Whisperer and coach her in the art of blowing both minds and cocks of anyone she chose to cyber with, as they had never been blown before.Theoretically, that is. She had other plans for a dreamboat like Burton. Like perfecting.