His hair was shaggy and blond, and threatened to cover his alluring eyes. On his face, he wore a sly grin. As we looked at each other, his eyes lowered for a fraction of a second, his gaze locking onto my chest. Looking back up, as if I didnt notice, his grin grew slightly, almost wolf life in appearance. For some reason, this made me want to giggle. For the next few days, Deryl didnt look at me. I was kind of saddened, but not overly disappointed. My expectations for friendship werent set particularly high. About a week after the stare down, however, he acknowledged my existence once more. Of course, the reason for our eventual meeting was set in motion by forces beyond my control. Firstly, it was laundry day at home. That meant that the only bra I had to wear was a few months old, and could barely contain my continually swelling breasts. Since it was just an A cup, and I was quickly approaching a C, I was literally overflowing out of it. Secondly, I had spilt my morning tomato. I could already feel myself becoming aroused watching it bouncing up and down in front of him with each step. What was I going to do with my babies now?, I’ll admit I was worried, I knew how demanding he could be when he wanted, and needed my attention. My worry was unfounded though, he stood in front of me and used my mouth to satisfy himself without even disturbing the boys feeding. I could have ruined the dining room chair I was sitting on, if I wasn’t able to wipe it clean. It wasn’t long after that I started to suggest things to him in his sleep. Some times, ‘not every day,’ I’d whisper something naughty in his ear just before he went off to work. Something that if he was a ‘good boy,’ I would let him do to me that night. It would mostly be things he’d already done to me in his dream state, the things I’d really liked. But that’s not to say that I didn’t come up with some things from my own world of fantasy as well. He’d complain of course, that by promising him such things at.
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