Yesterday she’d sent him that teasing email, and now she was acting like he had the plague. She immediately straightened and pushed him away. ‘Wha...t’s going on here?’ he demanded. ‘Yesterday you sent me that message, getting me all hot and bothered, and now this?’ ‘I never sent you a message,’ she denied. ‘What are you talking about, what message?’ ‘The email saying you wanted some more of this,’ he said, crudely massaging his crotch. ‘You’re crazy,’ she accused. Heather wondered whether he was. We did go out on dates with some great guys. About half the time it was a double date. The twins Roger and Peter were our favourites and the four of us always had a good time together.Over the years we laughed a lot. Sometimes cried a lot, but mostly it was a positive happy time. We would tease each other and play jokes on each other. Some times we even made bets with each other.To my everlasting shame we bet on opposite sides about the Women’s Olympic Hockey tournament. I was sure that the. “I slowly uncrossed my legs,” I talked as if I were narrating an erotic sex scene. “I didn’t look up from my phone but I could just see her over the top of it. I stretched my legs out but I didn’t pull the gown back down so she could still easily see me.”“She still watched you?” Sophie was whispering now and I could see her thighs moving together. I wondered again about those panties I had a glimpse of earlier, were they starting to soak up my. I shook my head when he offered me a drink. The only thing I wanted was sex. We smooched before we went to his bedroom.When he slipped the cocktail dress off me, I grabbed his dick over his pants. It was bulging. I unzipped his pants and got on my knees before pulling down his jocks and sucking his dick. The wait was worth it.I stood up and turned my back to him. He ran his hands from my thighs and over my abdomen to squeeze my tits."Hope you don't mind if I put a blindfold over your eyes,".