Hand moving fast, legs and stomach tight. Watching him was starting to make me damp. Then I heard a quiet, ‘Ah, fuck, yeah.’ And watched him squi...t himself in the chest until he was finished. He set his partially limp dick down. I turned to go back up making the stair squeak. Thinking I was caught I knew I should say something. ‘Eric, can’t sleep?’ I tried to sound tired and not irritated. He took a second to answer. ‘Yeah, I just couldn’t sleep, didn’t realize I woke you. Sorry. Go back to. As cool as it is to have friends and neighbors having the same personal views on sexual experimentation, not everyone has the same take on it.Mourning friend Stella is an unbelievably cute short-haired woman in her thirties, who turns heads whenever she is out and about. She and her husband Jim run an Auto Body Shop that specializes in restoring classic cars, and they are both into riding their Harley-Davidson motorcycles. Stella has always been considered one of the hottest women on the block,. The husband had been very successful in the returns he was getting which translated into the increases in the values of his portfolios. A glance at the individual investments told him that the man knew what he was doing. While he benefited from a rising stock market in the four years since he retired, he had been able to increase the total worth of his portfolios by forty nine percent. There were a few investments that Kevin would change but he was pleased by what he saw overall. Capital gain. "I said two-fifty," he added. "Where's the rest?" I only made one-eighty and used some to get a coffee and a couple of doughnuts and a soda earlier. You can have the change if you want it." Don't fuckin' get smart with me, bitch. I said I wanted two-fifty!" Ronnie, there isn't anyone out this time of night to make any money from. Not on a Wednesday. I haven't had a customer in over an hour." You best not be holding out on me, cunt, I'll fuckin' gut you, you hear me?" Yes, I know," I said.