I wished I could have heard her this afternoon, the sounds she made as pleasure coursed through her shuddering body, and I thought that the sound of her voice at dinner would recall those sounds I couldn't hear.I wished I could have heard her this afternoon, the sounds she made as pleasure coursed through her shuddering body, and I thought that the sound of her voice at dinner would recall those sounds I couldn't hear. I tingled all over as I ambled down the stairs to the dining room. Sandy was there helping my aunt set the table. She was dressed in shorts and a loose fitting sleeveless shirt, and as she bent over to place a casserole dish on the table, I looked down the front of her shirt straining to see whatever I might. As she placed the dish down, her eyes quickly rose and met mine. "Oh shit", I thought, "she caught me looking". She smiled her sweet unselfconscious smile and sat down across the table from me. Dinner proceeded uneventfully, except that I couldn't keep my thoughts off the picture of Sandy's clenching butt. As she spoke, my hot, twisted mind altered every word into an imagined gasp or moan. I prayed fervently that no one would ask me to get up and go into the kitchen for anything, because my tight shorts would be quite useless in hiding a partially erect 9" prick. I could only imagine what my brat sisters would have to say! Toward the end of the meal, my mother instructed Sandy to get the younger kids in bed by 9pm, which was the time Sandy usually finished for the day. Mother said that she and father would be going to the home of a business associate of my father's to play cards. |