When she didn’t answer, he continued to her door, which was partially open. “Stac…”He looked in the door and saw her reflection in her dresser... mirror. She was lying on her bed, wearing one of his dress shirts, and absolutely nothing else. She had her legs spread wide open and was fingering her vagina slowly while she squeezed a large breast with her other hand. Her eyes were closed, and she was moaning,Mike was mesmerized. He knew he should respect her privacy, but couldn’t help himself. It had. Then go for it, and make it a good one."Robbie jumped in. "What about you, Bill? Any luck with the ice queen?"I laughed. "I've been going gradually, letting her decide at each step if it was okay. I have her kissing me now when Dad's not there, and she calls me her 'Mad Kisser.' She always meets me in the foyer when I visit, and Dad's usually in the den, so we have time for some kissing. Tonight, I'm going to visit and the kisses are going to the next level. I think we're ready for it."Every. During lunch break he got a call from Fran who had some good news. The will was valid and no claims had been filed against his grandfather’s estate since his death. The money would be his on his eighteenth birthday. In the meantime, Fran would see that they had food in the house and that the utility bills were paid.And after that issue was settled, they’d begin the process of making him legal guardian of his siblings, first making their case to the county medical examiner about why Aaron had. She closed her eyes to sharpen an image of him and started to stroke her breasts, heavy of unfulfilled desire. Barely touching them, feeling silky skin under her hands intensified the arousal, and she became aware of strong pulses inside her pussy. She knew that only a few strong, quick strokes on her clit could get her a short relief. But no, that's not what she wanted – she wants him to see that desire in her eyes, to feel her insatiable need.She quickly wrapped a towel around her and went.