I wanted to cum. I realized that I needed to stop, though. I was disobeying daddy, I would have to wait to cum, I had no permission. I broke the kiss... and his fingers stopped all at the same time. “Are you okay?” “I need to wait for daddy- I mean my fiancé, I need permission.” “Of course, I apologize. Have a lovely evening Liz.” He said getting up, smiling a sly sexy smile, which made me even wetter. “Thank you sir. The same to you, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.” “As do I,” he. Both of us were still a bit naive, at our age, so, what happened was very genuine and confusing to begin with. We'd often walk home after class, together and spent time at his house goofing off since it was a single parent home and his mom was usually working until late. Things started out with some light wrestling. I was always pretty good at it. Quick but too thin to join a team. Stephen was always up for grappling. Even though he could never best me. I would, occasionally let him 'win'.. Mom caught how much this was embarrassing me, and looked toward Tina."Do I really have to be dressed like this?" she asked weakly. Tina paused for a second, considering carefully."I don't know, Debbie. Maybe your right. I guess we should get you some new clothes then. Gee, I hope you brought your credit card."With the ridiculous way she was dressed, the very last thing either of us wanted was to shop for clothes, but Tina wouldn't let up. It was so weird. I wanted to stand up to Tina, but Mom. The two brothers got on together great, no sibling rivalry there; I often envied the relationship they had. Being an only child I had never known what it was like to have and brothers or sisters therefore I didn't really understand what it was like. The love was evident between them - they very rarely disagreed, never mind argued with each other. It was like they each knew what the other was thinking every second of every day. I, however, was getting bored of Jordans company; the time between.