Then her chest, in the dim shadows. She pulled back my blanket. She whispered that she couldn't sleep without me beside her. I was glad. I knew our he...arts were close and always would be, but I didn't know if the physical attraction was going to be as strong.It had been a hard and hectic week. I had left my parents house in a fight with them. They didn't like the way this was going. They thought my plan sucked. They had me know that they were not in support of my "hasty" actions. They told me my. They held the embrace for several minutes without talking. Finally, Emma was the one to break the silence and Brent saw sorrow in her eyes.“Oh, Brent, I’m so-” she began but Brent cut her off.“Nope, no you don’t. Don’t even say it,” he said with surprising forcefulness. “You have NOTHING to feel sorry for. NOTHING.” He took Emma’s hands in his and squeezed them for emphasis. Emma smiled at him weakly.Brent leaned in and kissed her briefly.“Ok,” he said afterward, “Let’s do this.” He gestured. .. now. You don’t mind if I test the water, do you? I answered with a smoldering kiss of my own, picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor as she unbuttoned my shirt. She said what about dinner! I said later, Gorgeous, first things first. I said WOW! ... blue thigh high seamed stockings and no panties. She said Deanna wasn’t the only woman that knows how to dress to catch a man. She unbuckled my pants, dropped them to my feet and wrapped her. They were all shivering and Dave went back into the kitchen and closed the door. The women had to stay outside, being watched by the guys in the conservatory for 5 minutes before Dave let them back in. He told them they could go and shower and warm up, but had to be down stairs by 1pm. I went up to the bedroom with my wife and she had a long warm bath. I could hear the front door opening and closing and assumed it was the guys going. At 1pm Dave called us all downstairs, instructing us to be.