. and strong legs too. God damn this man is sexy.. Then, he turned around directly towards me, as if he knew I was watching him. He didn't look at me,...but I knew this was on purpose. He was rubbing soap all over his hairy chest, and lathering his body. But the only thing I had been staring at was his cock. His huge, thick cock. It had to be over 7 inches long, while it was soft. As I was staring, once again as if he knew I was staring, he did something that caught me off guard. He looked me. Not that she was overtly trying to cause any problems...it was alljust innocent fun between a slightly oversexed middle aged guy and ateenage girl who knew how to push the right buttons. Even Paul noticedand would kid me about it.It didn't hurt that she was a really good looking girl....tall....slender.....small chested but perfectly ok....and long long legs thatwere like a gift from heaven. I had always had a thing for girls withlong legs. Plus she often wore shoes with heels which empahsized. The last chap forgot I’m afraid.” I nodded. The last chap indeed! I stomped round the house and set up my gear. “come on Si” I muttered darkly to myself “there’s a good chap. Whistle while you work, service with a smile… stuck up bitch.” I sloshed soapy water and rinsed, moving across all the lower windows before climbing my ladder to start the upper floor. That’s when I saw her… The little dark girl was facing me. Her shiny hair was wet and dripping from the shower and she wore nothing but a. It looked as if he had rolled up a sock and stuffed it in there. In fact, at first, I wondered if that's exactly what he had done. Then I thought, maybe he has huge balls.As I continued to glance (not too obviously, I hope) at him in the mirror, I could see the unmistakable outline of the head of his penis. I speculated whether he might be wearing something under the spandex designed to thrust a man's cock up and out; like a posing strap. That was possible.I became obsessed with knowing. Over.