Worst was her habit of not closing bath room door fully while peeing. She wanted me and dad to hear ‘whoosh’ sound she made while peeing. How long... and how much can a young man tolerate? So, one day when she asked me to sleep in her room as she was having nightmares, I took advantage of darkness and after listening to her steady breathing , I lightly touched my palm on her tit as if in sleep. She said nothing. I squeezed and waited. It was wonderful feeling, the hard yet soft feel of her boob. ” he softly said as he held out his hand.Want it? “It’s up stairs?” she asked.He laughed, “Your cute, come on,”She slowly walked up to him and put her hand into his, he gently tugged hers since she wasn’t exactly moving her legs.“Close your eyes,” he whispered.She did and he led her up stairs, she almost tripped going up but he caught her and steadied her.“What’s my gift?” she asked nervously. Although she didn’t know what waited up stairs, her heart was racing.“You’ll see and if you don’t want. That would be tortuous. We don’t want even well-meaning chaperons.”We chuckled. Even Suzie-Q did when she quit blushing.My mother and Missus Mason came in a little later. Suzie-Q showed off her ring. My mother was happy. She grinned. “Now we can talk about grandchildren.”Karen’s mother nodded. She said, “Karen hasn’t done much in that regard yet though.”Karen blushed. “We’ve been practicing.” Everyone chuckled.“I really want to finish my degree before having children. That’s an important. I exploded in her mouth. She carefully sucked and sucked without spilling a drop. Milked my cock aggressively. Got up. We kissed. French kissed. My head spinning and that familiar taste of cum. I zipped up my pants and she gleefully left the office. For a few more days she would stop in with a huge smile on her face.Fast forward a couple years...I'm dating someone else and she's dating a new guy. I met him a couple times at company gatherrings. She invited me to her house for backyard beers and.