I even went on to tell her about the frat girls and how they stole my beer. I lied a little and told her i dated one, but really, it was more like jus...t sex. When i talked about their parties she asked if anything crazy happened? i said, Lots of things!!She started asking me like what? So, i told her we played strip poker, strip monopoly, spin the bottle, that sort of thing. She said, really? Then, she asked point blank, did you become intimate with any of the girls who were not your girlfriend?. “I, I, I, didn’t mean it like that,” the boy stammered, turning slightly red.“It’s okay, Jere. I understand,” she said soothingly. “Your dad works really hard so you and I can have nice things. It just gets lonely sometimes with him gone so much.”“He’s home more now that he used to be,” the boy replied lamely.“Speaking of ‘home,’ how come you’re home so early?” she asked.“It’s raining down the valley, so Bruiser said we’d knock off for the afternoon and start early in the morning.”“Rain?” she. She locked the door, opened the window so she could hear if anyone came home, walked up to her bed, pulled the robe off her shoulders, and let it drop to the floor. Turning around to face him, stark naked, she lay down on the bed. She moved her bottom to the edge of the mattress with her feet on either side of her and her legs spread wide. Her vagina was stretched open before her very interested pet, her outer labia covered with long, red hair and her long, pink, curly-edged inner labia spread. Embarrassed and thrilled, I can't resist it. I asked her permission to watch a slideshow of big fat cocks, she said yes and I fell asleep wearing panties looking at magnificent cocks.I fucking love her. Wish I could say I love fucking her, but I unfortunately can't. I hope someone else can. I'm only able to say I fucking love her, which I do, immensely And I love wearing her clothes. Just like I love looking at cock. But where's the cock for her? It can't be my four inch apology. Besides her.