Sharon had shifted gears yet again. She clambered onto the couch on both knees, scooting way closer to me in the process. She plucked at the cloth along the slope of her left breast. She yanked the odd tent way out."Hey," she whispered in a husky tone, "That's my shirt."I had no response.Then her voice mellowed to her own. "Are you going to take it back?"Again, I had no response."This time I won't resist. In fact, I'll help." With that, she grabbed the hem and started to pull the shirt off.I grabbed her wrists, and then slowly brought her arms back down. Sharon gave me a questioning look.I smiled. "First I want to feel you up wearing this sexy shirt."Which is what I did, only encouraged. I slid one hand down and around to clasp her ass. "Say, aren't these my gym trunks?"Sharon abruptly stood up. I was afraid I'd made a wrong turn, but then she extended a conciliatory hand down towards me. "Come," she said, then shrugged. "I want my first time to be in my own bed."It took a few seconds. “Now you,” I started, and started to undo her belt.“Not now,” she said. “Mom’ll be home any minute. You can just owe me.”I put my pants back on and followed her into the kitchen.Sure enough Tina showed up about ten minutes later, and ten minutes after that Dan walked into the kitchen.He kissed Tina and Jenny and waved at me.“Hiya, sport,” he said.I ended up staying for dinner. Dan and Tina opened a bottle of wine, and they let Jenny and me each drink a glass. I kept glancing at Dan, but he was totally cool, neither avoiding my looks or seeking them, and the whole evening passed off pleasantly.When both Tina and Jenny were occupied in the kitchen for a minute, Dan pulled me aside.“Give me your phone,” he said.I was puzzled by the request but handed it to him.He opened the contacts and starting typing.“This is my cell,” he said quietly. “Don’t attach a name to it. Just watch for a text Sunday afternoon.”“What…” I started to say, but he shushed me and handed back the phone.That was on a.
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