Did s*s Start it or Me - Sex Stories

Did s*s Start it or Me

... will make us sandwichs for now and monday, I will warm up what ever leftovers we have then, if any." "Sounds like a plan to me. I can help make the sandwichs if, you want me too." "I'll make the sandwichs for both of us, and if you don't mind, take my things up to my bedroom and lay them on my bed, on your way to your room, to put your things up." "You have a deal s*s." as I stepped over to her backpack that she carried to and from school. As I picked up Marry's backpack from the table, where she had laid it, I saw her bend over in the fridge to get something out from the crisper, which gave me a upskirt view of her cotton panty covered ass, due to her skirt moving up as she bent over, that did not help the hard on, I all ready had going. The back panel of her pantys was just thin enough for me to see the shadow of her crack through the cotton covering. As Marry stood back up, "What was that b*o?" turning and looking at me with a smirk on her face. "Aahh, I didn't say anything." "I heared you say something. Or did you just moan?" "I didn't know that I even made a sound." "I bet you liked what you saw, didn't you?" "We,,,ll yea. What guy wouldn't, in his right mind, even if I am your b*****r?" "Why thank you b*o, I'm glad that you like it, even if we ar b*****r and s****r." With that said, Marry turned and to the counter with what she had in her hands, and I turned toward the bedrooms with our things. After putting Marry's things on her bed in her bedroom and my things on my ...

... desk in my bedroom, I went back down to the kitchen where she was putting two sandwichs each, in our places at the table. Marry sat down in her chair next to mine, as I stepped over to the table and sat down in my chair next to her, "Thank you s*s, for dinner." "You're welcome b*o anytime. I thank you for not insisting on me warming up some leftovers today." "You're welcome." noticing that she had her skirt hiked up on her thighs, to where I could just see a hint of her pantys. I had to reach down and ajust myself in my pants, is when I saw how Marry had her skirt hiked up. Just before Marry took a bite of her food, I saw a smirk on her face again out the corner of my eye. As we ate our sandwichs, I kept glansing down at Marry's thighs, in hopes of seeing more I guess, other than the fack her legs looked so smooth and silky to the touch, if one was to touch them. When we finished eating our dinner and drinking a glass of milk each, I helped clean up the table and put the plates in the dishwasher, as Marry put food away and put any utensils in the dishwasher, that she used in the making of our sandwichs. "I'm going to my room for a bit myself." I said as I turned toward the kitchen door, when everything was in it's place and cleaned up. "Okay b*o." I couldn't help but look at Marry's butt everytime she bent over, to put things in the fridge or in the dishwasher, to see her panty covered ass, each time she bent over in front of one or the other. As soon as I got in my room, I ...