As we work to prepare dinner, Miranda faces me. The other two are setting the table in the dining room. Her hand slips up my leg and touches my p***y over her thong. She runs her finger over my furry mound while looking into my eyes mouthing, 'later?' I push my hand into her crotch over her skirt and smile, mouthing, 'yes.'
I sit between Tanner and Mr. K at dinner. Tanner put her hand on my leg, and I put my hand on Mr. K's. He slides my hand up until I gently grasp his erection through the cloth of his shorts.
Things quiet down. We watch a movie, tame. Nobody talks but there is a lot of eye contact. Tanner sits close to me, her hand between us, caressing my thigh. Miranda and Mr. K are on the loveseat under a blanket. I can tell they are touching each other. Tanner has no clue. The movi
