After all the years I hadbeen hiding my dressing I thought I was too careful to be caught. I wasmistaken.Cynthia, confirming what I already knew, was ...way smarter than I was, andset in motion a plan to not only bring everything out in the open,expose me to our friends, and express her contempt for me. Almosteverything she did was right before my eyes, but I was too much in lovewith her to see what was really happening.She got me very high on wine one night, and began to make advances,which. I was grabbing her ass and rubbing on her tits. Her "sister's" family was inside so I couldnt take her inside and screw her like i wanted to. So the next night around 2 in the morning she called me over to come and pick her up. I drove over and she came outside in these little booty shorts that barely covered her ass and a hoodie. I took her back to my house and snuck her inside and up to my room. I locked the door and we started to mess around. I pulled her panties off and start to lick on her. The rhythm continued, spank after spank, and I watched in awe as my sister played almost a tune on Isobel’s bottom except the sound was a simple splat and followed by gasps and cries and howling from poor poor Isobel. I watched with my hands clasped firmly on top of my head as Jaden reduced my twenty-year-old friend to a blubbering weeping crying wretch but realised that is what she did to me every time she spanked me. I hadn’t realised just how intense she looked as she spanked and how happy. My other hand 'involuntarrily' followed.So here I was, my hands under her t-shirt, fondling her new full breasts and a boner growing in my shorts. As I started rolling her nipples between fingers and thumbs, she put her hands on my thighs and gently caressed up and down. We were both starting to breathe heavily and I leant forward to kiss her. She moved to meet me and a light exploratory meeting of lips soon became a passionate, tongue probing kiss.I felt her hand move to my crouch and she was.