Simon was quite for the rest of the walk back. He's probably a little embarrassed about enjoying pulling himself off in front of me.
In the caravan, Simon went straight into his bedroom. Ann said enjoyed yourselves then. We both said yes – a good night out. Ann and I got into bed. She said no sex tonight they might hear us. I lay there on my back with a raging hard on, Ann soon fell asleep. My mind was a twirl with the recent thought of Simon wanking in front of me and worse still me enjoying it.
We were all up next morning at 8am. Simon was eating cereals and trying not to catch my eye. I was not too bothered because this is normal when you discover other emotions. I can still remember my first time.
Ann told me that Jill was not too well and is having a lay in bed so she will not be coming with her and Simon to town. As they went out Ann said
"We would be about half an hour so do the dishes then start fixing the car, and be quite because Jill's in bed."
I now had dressed into shorts and a sleeveless top. I ran the hot water into the sink to start washing up the breakfast dishes. I sensed a vibration; it was that familiar vibration of someone jacking off. I thought – is it Jill!!! I tried to suppress the thought, but I couldn't. I went to her bedroom door- which was a curtain. I walked in saying
"Are you ok Jill" The site I saw is in need of detail explanation. She lay on the bed on her side facing me, with her right elbow bend and her head resting on her hand. The bed covers pulled down to her navel. Her left hand hidden under the covers somewhere near her pussy. She had a nearly see-thorough top on.
"Ooop – I'm sorry" I said, and turned to leave.
"I saw you last night" she said.
I turned and faced her saying 'explain what you mean'
"I saw you and Simon – he was jacking off and holding your dick at the same time" she bellowed.
"I will have to tell mum" she said quietly.
I looked at her thinking this must be the end of my world. I knelt down by her bed explaining that it would finish me; it would be the end of my world. I pleaded for her to say nothing, and it would not happen again.
"Why should I not tell her" she said.
"I would do anything you want of me if you remain silent about what happened last night" I pleaded.
"Do you mean that – you would do anything!!!!" she smiled.
I quietly said "Yes I would"
She thought for a few seconds then said, "You can start by helping me with this" She looked down to her hand that was between her legs just under the bed covers.
"What" I said. She smiled again saying, "I'm all wet and need your help down here".
The thoughts of what she meant were shooting through my mind, can I trust her, is this a trap. After a pause, I said, "OK I will help you this time"
"Good" she said, slipping the bed covers down exposing her pussy to me.
I looked her in the face and slid my right hand down on top of her hand that was working her clit. Ooo that's nice she whispered. She was very wet so I slipped my middle finger into her pussy and worked it in a circular action. She stated to work her clit faster. I repositioned myself nearer the bed putting my left hand onto the back of her head. She started to climax, her legs shook, she was so loud I had to give her a French kiss to suppress her noise. As her climax subsided, I broke the kiss. I commented that she was as noisy as her mum when climaxing. She opened her eyes saying, "That was nice".
"Good – I'm glad you liked it" I said. "You liked it as well" she said looking down at my hard on. I looked down and could see a large wet patch in the front of my shorts that was hiding a raging hard cock.