Whatcould I do? I looked up and Stacy was in the room with me. She waslooking at me–I wanted to wipe that knowing smile off her face. I justs...tared at her.“Why don’t you say it?” she asked, “Think I don’t know what you’rethinking?”I couldn’t believe she’d bring up the subject! Well, it was broached now.“Stacy! How could you *do* that?”“You *see* what a *hunk* he is. He could pick you up as if you were. Stone was staring right at me. I had my legs spread, my little plaid skirt was raised up a bit and my panties pulled back with my finger just leaving my little pussy. His face just froze and I thought he was gonna faint! It was like time stood still but he soon caught himself and said, “Stephanie may I see you after class?” his voice was trembling.I smiled and said shyly, “yes sir.” And as I finished my sentence I took my finger to my lips and I licked it. I don’t know if anyone else saw me. Well the wife was out the house empty and didnt seem to be any neighbours around, so yes of course I agreed.I was extremely nervous but beginning to feel very hoggrny at the prospect of having this girl willingly in my shed. I was wearing t shirt and shorts which were getting tighter by the second. My shed is a proper man cave and has a video screen TV and a Xbox connected. I like racing games and the one I was watching was motorcycles. I also have a very big old armchair and of course a. She would bend over, a little too long, and show him her ass as she reached into his toolbox. After a long silence I peeked into the kitchen and they were kissing.Not long after that Mom was sitting on the patio having cocktails with Ken and Sachiko. I was probably 16 at the time, nearly full-grown, 5'10", skinny but strong. Mom and I had been sleeping together every night for two weeks. I wasn't involved in their conversation but, after a while, Mom and Ken got up and went in the house..