Grab a sandwich

The morning slips away and soon you?re getting up to grab a sandwich for lunch. Laura has disappeared but maintaining the link you can tell she is upstairs; either in her bedroom, or across the hall from it in the bathroom.

Sitting at the table eating a tasty salad sandwich you turn as you hear Laura coming down the stairs, feeling the bubble of her thoughts strengthen as she enters the room you can?t help but stare at her.

Laura?s wearing a pink tank top showing off a wonderfully flat stomach which you caught a glimpse of earlier, and perky C-cup breasts. A short black skirt reaching to her lower thigh, riding tightly around her hips finishes the outfit.

?Well aren?t we looking dressed up?? you mockingly ask Laura, shifting uncomfortably in your seat from your sudden arousal. You can?t believe how good Laura looks; is it really that long since you last saw her.

?Oh, I?m just going over to a friends place? she answers. Looking into her thoughts you see that she was indeed going over to visit her friend Erina?s place. {Stay here, hang out with your brother, he?s only here for today} you push, not quite sure of why you?re doing it. {Maybe you could invite Erina over later} you add remembering the crush you had on Erina through most of high school.

?What am I thinking, I can visit Erina any time I want, you?re only here for today? she smiles at you and comes over to give you a light peck on your cheek before dropping into your lap. You feel your stiff member pressing into her bottom through her short skirt, you tense, your cheeks bursting into flame and your mind spining into a panic.

You can only stutter incoherently with your mind lost in its panicked state, not helped at all by the feeling of her firm ass pressing against your crotch.

?Wow bro, I knew you had a crush on her but didn?t know it was that bad? she grins at you from your lap

?Wow he?s so big?? Laura?s thought drifts unnoticed by you.

Suddenly you register what she had said and relax slightly, realizing she thought your embarrassing predicament was over Erina

?Heheh, err yeah?? you manage

?I might have to invite her over later? she grins mischieviously, you mumble something unrecognizable. Laura gets up placing her hand perilously close till your still meaty erection.

?It must be a good 8 or 9 inches? floats Laura?s thought, but you do not acknowledge it, having missed her earlier comment.

?So, what ya wanna do bro?? Laura asks somewhat distracted