Her long legs are perfectly even and flow from smoothly rounded buttocks to neatly defined ankles and sturdy feet. When she strides confidently down t...e street, heads turn. One lazy Sunday afternoon last August she was leaning against the open window of the kitchen and looking into the garden whilst I was finishing off the washing up from lunch. I looked sideways at her, admiring the view of her shapely backside and legs as she lent on the window sill propped up on her elbows. My fingers. Knowing Julie had a good view of my cock made it twitch involuntarily, giving her an even better view. I have never been so embarrassed in my life. I was praying she would hurry up and grab the bar so I could step back a little. She reached up and instead of grabbing the bar she slid her hand in to my shorts and wrapped her hand around my cock. Without letting go she pulled herself further up on the bench with the other hand.I couldn't believe what was happening. I know I have fantasized about. Most of these awards are dished out like sweets.”“So what exactly happened, Mr. Bell? You were in the pit, were you not?”“Sure, just waiting for my mate to come with the tools. I was in the hole with the detector, to find where the bomb was nearest the surface, and the idiot lost his footing on the excavated pile up on top, and then the tools pile down on me, don’t they? I was lucky not to be badly hit.”“So the other guy fell on top of you, did he?”“Nah. He missed me and landed on the spilled. The way they swayed suggested no bra. I felt a warn stirring in my trousers. I smiled and handed over the bottle and we exchanged pleasantries.I was ushered through into the lounge, and there was her boyfriend and another female friend, sat joking and drinking.I mentally shrugged, and guessed there WAS nothing to read into this invitation.The boyfriend, Barry, and the other girl, Linda, sat chatting. She was playing with her hair and biting her lip, and laughing just a little too much to.