Barry looked at Heather in a way a young child may look at their parent for guidance. It was clear to me that Barry was a loud talker, a nice guy, bu...t a talker. Heather was used to making all of the decisions and was tired of carrying the weight of the relationship on her shoulders.“We both talked about this Barry,” she said trying to control her excited breathing, “we both wanted this and decided John would be our first time. I want and need this.”“I know honey,” Barry said, “I just didn’t. I was going to take the whole day off but I knew I needed to get out of the house for a while and get my mind on something else.When I got upstairs, I could already smell the coffee. Marsha must already be up. I was pouring myself a cup of coffee when Marsha entered the room. She was very nicely dressed, not sexy, but neat and smart looking. She looked like a business woman and dressed the part. She wasn't out to turn heads today.After saying morning to her, I didn't say good morning because. She tore the pack and put that on and lied on the bed.I came closer to her legs lifted them on my shoulder and started rubbing on her clit. She held my dick and guided her in her hole. I was just enjoying that moment being motionless but she started moving herself and screaming. We started talking like this:Me: what happened, are you unable to control yourself?She: yes: pls do it, I will be through very soon.Me: pls wait (I wanted to tease her), I am feeling the warmth of your hole.She: noooo. I carefully tried to get up, making sure I don’t step on anyone who’s sitting on the carpet.- Sorry. Excuse me…my bad.-I was trying to find space where to stand.-Where are you going?- my brother asked.-Bathroom. – I innocently replied. And suddenly felt his hand rub my bum and almost collapsed at the surprise and the feeling. I jolted and turned at him about to give him a piece of my mind, but he interrupted.-Just checking if you still can make it this time.And then everyone cracked up. What an.