It was still rollingaround as I opened the door and saw Patrick and some of his skaterbuddies looking shriveled by the cold night air despite their kn...it capsand heavy coats."Oh," I said. "Come in. We're having the best time ever and you'rejust in time for fondue." Fondue?" Patrick said as he shuffled in.One of the guys with him snickered and asked, "What's fondue?" Jane Fondue," said another one and they laughed, and the room becameheavy with boyness.I glared at him from under my heavy black. So hot that I want some of what I've seen in her bikini.And I've been watching her ever since I found out about her and Dad. Every time I see her, I imagine what she would look like naked. Oh, yes, it keeps me hard. Even for a fifteen-year old guy.So, one afternoon a few weeks ago, I knew Jenn was at Becca's which meant that Tammy and I were alone in the house.Well, here goes nothing, I thought, as I took all my clothes off and walked down the hall to her room. I stood there and softly rapped. I like the way you’re thinking. Run with it, let me know if you can get something going and I’ll pitch it to higher ups.”“Great!” she replied with a smile. Normally, Emily would be mentally shooting daggers at her boss. Pitch it to the higher ups meant pitching it as her idea, Shawnice wasn’t above taking (or rather stealing) credit. But for the moment, she was distracted trying not to show outwardly her hyper awareness of her still sensitive breasts. If nothing else, at least the sports bra. He stood back up and turned around with a condom and lube. “You do this often?”“No, but I’ve always wanted to. Lie face up on the platform.” I did as he said and he knelt between my legs slipping the condom on. He then poured a liberal amount of lube on his dick and hands, and began working his fingers inside of me, preparing for what was going to be a jarring experience, regardless of how much dick I had already taken. Once I was adequately prepared (and hard again) he lined himself up.