At least as far as I was concerned.We managed to get through the rest of the term without speaking to each other and then it was June and no school un...til late August.I worked full time for Uncle Jim and dated some. I had one what I guess you could call an affair with a woman whose car I'd worked on. She was a good ten years older than me, but so what? She was good looking and she loved sex. It lasted five weeks and ended when she told me that her husband would be coming home from an overseas. I met a wonderful guy who fulfilled my every romantic and sexual need. But I still couldn't keep my mind off Ingrid. We did all the things girl friends do -- gossiped about boys, painted our toenails, had pillow fights that ended in near kisses. I always loved watching Ingrid get dressed for dates. As she applied her lipstick in the mirror between our beds, I wondered what it would be like to press my tongue between those full, perfect lips. When she sat on the edge of her bed and slipped on a. He smirked sadistically, expecting her to be disgusted but she smiled at him, never breaking her reading for a second. Her last big surprise came when a man approached her from behind, instead of taking the normal spot on the table to either side he stood behind her. His hands reached out and he grasped her breasts through the cum stained cloth of her shirt and bra. Her voice faltered in surprise but she resumed reading. He took his time, unbuttoning her shirt and revealing the purple silken. Her smile was intoxicating and I found myself having naughty thoughts about her.I ran upstairs and rapidly splashed water over me and wiped it off just as quickly. I choose a short skirt and top in an attempt to reveal as much flesh as I could. I looked at my knickers on the bed and decided to leave them there. As I entered the kitchen I saw Emily leaning over the sink. When she turned I had no choice but to watch her breasts wobble before coming to an agreed stop.“What can I do to help?”“Some.