I glanced to my right where Sarah sat, and I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, her breast nearly exposed.
I thought to myself, "Is she not aware she's unorganized? Well, it's summer."
Yes. I had to resolve to that reason cause it's quite hot, and air conditioning costs a lot of money these days. Mother and I are saving money for my college.
So, she probably left it open to usher in fresh air, right?
Discontinuing my thoughts, I continued my meal and finished together with the ladies.
Mother was about to do the dishes when I offered to do them, and she allowed me. Sarah, needing to get to the freezer for cold water, followed me. Now, she had to either pass by me or ask for my help to get the water, but she chose to pass by me.
Passing by me, brushing on me so hard I could feel her hard nipples. That had a profound effect on me real quick, with a hard dick I thought of activating Sonic eyes but waited till she went to meet my mother at the living room.
Brushing up on me as she passed for the second time, she walked towards the sitting room. As if she knew what had happened or caused it, she looked back at me and smiled.
My thought screamed at her for her actions. 'what a bitch for teasing me.'
"Sonic eye," I had to activate it to test if it was actually going to have effect as is expected. In an instant, I felt my eyes twitch and my head turned towards where she sat in the sitting room. I looked over, intensely.
The rating to conquering Sarah was mind blowing.
[95%]
The notification that popped up in my phone informed me.
'95%?'
I opened the message to be sure of what I saw and it read:
Name: Sarah Watson
Rating: 95%
Purpose: Task-Based
Relationship: Family friend
Category: Milf
Somehow, I kept reeling over the five lines to get what is meant by purpose. Everything seemed to be going naturally and realistic, so I failed to understand why it had identified as Task-Based.
My mind immediately pushed me to remember the notification, informing me that a new task had been activated. Is that why the rating is this high?
I couldn't stop but wondering if the help of the app will affect the seduction yield. What if I had to take on the deals myself, will anything change?
Just then, my mind suddenly retrospected to how the app had gotten into my phone. I thought it was a mystery, but remembered how.
Of course, like me, there were other people who had reached eighteen years of age, who were compatible with porn sites. Given the population of his customers, the Porn Hub Association had resorted to investing on reality porn.
This, according to them, is to help their customers satisfy their quench for sex while watching the videos. Making those unprivileged to get into the actual business, to get their own access from where ever they were.
Due to their popularity, they had advertised this through an ad on most of their videos. That was how I suddenly got this app.
My hands had suddenly clicked on one of these ads, mistakenly though. But now, should I still see it as a mistake?
I, however, turned the thought over in my mind. I had to maintain my composure to avoid drawing anyone's attention to me, lest my mother or Sarah, or perhaps both, notice my eyes.
I was overwhelmed with emotions— excitement, nervousness, guilt, arousal, anticipation.
I understood that at this moment boldness will get me what I want but it had to be done right.
I finished the dishes, waited for my mother to ask me to keep them company but she didn't so I did the other way round.
"Do you ladies want company?" I asked.
The response came from Sarah first, "Why not," followed by an affirmative of her approval by my mother.
I approached them, and indecisively, sat in between both ladies. Seeing the current situation, and thinking I might fail if I give it a try, I muttered "Hold on."
I didn't know why I asked them to hold on, but I found my way into my room after, coming down moments later with a blanket.
The look on my mom's face was subtle, and disapproving.
"This is summer, everywhere is hot and you're bringing a blanket?" my mom had said.
Sensing my motive, Sarah asked her to allow me. She told her that I might possibly want to use the blanket for myself alone. Maybe, possibly, I'm not feeling cold like they are.
My mom bluffed at the idea, and all of a sudden needed to call it a night. I guess she was tired from cooking, so she said I should discuss engage with Sarah if I'm not sleepy yet as she's going to bed.
She pecked my chin goodnight and turned to Sarah. "He has slept up till 2am, so you're going to stay awake with him?"
"I will come in shortly," Sarah had replied, making my mom see sense of why she should go on to bed.
As mother was gone, I dropped the blanket on the meal table, and sat beside Sarah.
"What movies do you like watching? Genre?" I asked her, wanting to make the moment lightful instead of dull.
"Anything," she replied me, with her focus on the frame picture of my mom and I in front of her.
Woohoo! She has just put the ball in my court. It's now up to me to play my cards right.
I pulled out my phone, and navigated to Netflix. There, I searched for one of the movies I had watched "Dark Desires." Starting it 20 - 30 minutes before the first sex scene. I did that on purpose.
Since I sat close to her, she was duly invited to join me in watching the movie. She leaned against me, placing her head against my shoulder as she stared into my phone.
Her mind might probably be focused on the movie before her, but my mind wasn't. I kept on imagining things that will happen sooner.
Observing the situation, we sat very close to each other, our bare thighs touching against each other.
I had suspected something of such to happen, so, I had a change of cloth into shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt.se to her, our bare thighs touching.
It was not even long after the first sex scene had played before we started our scene.
Glances here and there, movement beneath blanket came but subtle, you know how women are.
That had been my initial motive for bringing the blankets down. If anything should happen between Sarah and I, it would grace me if it will be the sex scene we are just watching.
After much time, it happened—kisses and caresses in the show.
I knew I had to be bold. Sarah was uncomfortable, fidgeting a lot under the table, so I asked her, "Are you okay?"
She responded, "Yes."
I smiled knowing she was far from that.
Her voice musky, nervous, shy, her chin turned red.
Looking right into her robe, I noticed her nipple and my dick reacted beautifully.
Trying to readjust myself, she noticed. At that moment, we weren't watching the TV but each other, in a sneaky way.
Then it happend. She placed her hand on my bare thigh and left it there. I reciprocated with a little extra move, using my finger to draw circles on her bare thighs, moving towards her inner thighs.
She did one, and I did two. Lol.
I could feel her warmth, her breath heavy. I moved closer, paying attention to how she reacted.
She responded by moving her hand closer to my dick area, she had to know she was close.
My dick became hard from the touch, and as if phototropic, lined up on my left thigh in the direction her hand had come from.
But then—