The Book 20

 I  liked  that  idea  because  I  always  have  been fond of

 general,  what I call,  ’shoot the shits’.   I  can  pass  entire

 afternoons  with people just sitting and talking about absolutely

 nothing important.

      We walked up to the front of the house and  sat  down  on  a

 couch.  Beth got up right away and ran into the house reappearing

 a  few  minutes  later with a pitcher of iced tea and a couple of

 glasses.   She handed me a glass and  poured  some  tea.    After

 pouring  some for herself,  she sat down right next to me putting

 her head on my shoulder.   That was my cue to put my  arm  around

 her and give her a big squeeze.

      “That feels good.  Hold me tight,” Beth replied.

      I  held  on to her real tight and rubbed her shoulder at the

 same time.   I was starting to feel very comfortable before  Beth

 surprised  me  by  placing  her  hand  on  my  crotch and started

 rubbing.

      “We are not going to get much talking done this way,” I told

 her.

      “I know.”

      I started getting hard real fast just as I usually do.  This

 time was no exception.

      Beth started giggling, “you really get hard fast don’t you?”

      “Only for you”,  I told her even tough I knew that was a lot

 of bullshit.  I could get hard for any girl.

      Beth had gotten me started so there was no turning back now.

 I  slipped  my  hand off her shoulder and down through the top of

 her tube top and took  hold  of  one  of  her  tits  and  started

 squeezing it gently and playing with her nipple.  She gave a sign

 of  consent  by  squeezing my cock a little harder.   I love tube

 tops because they are so easy to get into.

      Beth reached for my zipper and slowly pulled it down.  After

 a little maneuvering around she was able to get my cock to  stand

 straight  up out of my pants.   She sat back and started stroking

 my shaft.

      I couldn’t be outdone so I took my arm from around  her  and

 placed it in her lap.   I started massaging her pussy through her

 pants.   Her pants started to get a little damp so I reached  up,

 undid the snap and pulled down her zipper.  As I started to slide

 my  hand  into  her  pants  I remembered that she didn’t have any

 panties on.   I felt her soft hairs in the heel of my hand  as  I

 probed her soft, wet hole.  Beth helped me along by spreading her

 legs  to  give  me better access.   By this time my dick was rock

 hard and getting ready to squirt.   I leaned  my  head  back  and

 closed  my eyes.   I was in heaven.   I could hear Beth breathing

 heavy as I played with her clit, making very low volume moans.

      We enjoyed this action for a few minutes  until  finally  it

 was time to come.   I came first, all over Beth’s hand.  She kept

 right on stroking until I felt her body jerk as she  came  a  few

 moments later.   We were just starting to catch our breath when a

 voice came out of nowhere,  “I don’t think Mommy would approve of

 that.”

      We were so lost in what we were doing that neither of us had

 paid  any  attention to what was going on around us.   We quickly

 retracted our hands and composed ourselves.   Beth was white as a

 ghost  but  slowly  her  color  started  to  return.    She  then

 introduced me to her sister Karen who was a very short girl  with

 short brown curly hair.  Not the greatest looking but acceptable.

 Beth  told  me  that  she was only two years younger than she was

 which I wouldn’t have guessed because she looked much younger.

      “Wait until I tell Mommy what I saw.   She is going to  kill

 you.”