Andy remembered the instant when that same hand had met the edge of Sam’s panties. She lightly touched her hair, a wiry autumn red mass held smoothly prisoner by two jeweled clips and a hair tie. Faster, much faster than he had with Sam, Andy began to explore Julie’s body and it was as if his brain now opened a second file of women’s bodies; this one labeled “Julie”, the first one “Sam”. “Like a sister, eh? Ahhh, he thought, the taste, as he was suddenly gripped with an overwhelming need to taste all of her. “This should take some time” she thought, and began an objective, almost scientific consideration, her thought experiment as to how long it would take for Andy and Julie to begin the evening’s real exercise. “You’re in charge: rinse and repeat i.e. For reasons he couldn’t understand and had no time to consider, Andy was relieved that she hadn’t dressed up for the occasion, his memories of her sexy summer dresses of the weekend before clear in his mind. Unthinkingly her hand crept to her crotch and pressed against herself and even through two layers of fabric she felt her instant, erotic response.
