"What dressed like that?" I inquired."Why not?" she said, walking past flicking her shirt and showing me her bum again.'Wait a moment; Pat sit in that...chair," I said pointing to a chair.Her mind worked quickly, and she knew what I had in mind."Why not," Pat said with a smile on her face.She sat down crossed her legs and pretended to read a magazine. Her tits, though, were in plain view. Sam opened the door fully, letting the delivery man see Pat in the living room. From where I was I could see. .." Yeah but it's ten years' difference. She'll probably be more hassle than it's worth." Than 'it's' worth? We could be made for each other, Dave. This could be happily ever after." That's what you said about whatsherface - the 40-year-old." Lisa." Yeah, that's the one. Why can't you just find a nice girl your own age?"What he didn't add was 'like me'. Dave had found a girl who met all his criteria and married her. I had no intention of following his lead right now. But I did want to find a. All I could think about was Lincoln and how it would feel for him to touch me, for him to be the one making me cum. Within a couple of minutes, I felt my muscles tense before a wave of pleasure crashed over me; my pussy clamped around my fingers as I cried out in elation.My legs suddenly felt weak as I leaned against the shower wall, waves of post-orgasmic pleasure still rippling from my core. Eventually, I worked up the energy to leave the shower, wrapping a towel around me as I re-entered my. She stayed back by the truck and took pictures of me going up to the first cabin to knock on the door. Often the guys designated to cook and clean each day would stay behind and we (again I, as my g/f is gay and did not do men, but knows that I need to) were going to give somebody, from 1 to 18 guys, a treat that day. I flicked my hair out, open my clothing up, gathered up my nerves and knocked on cabin #1 Unfortunately, no answer. As I walked down towards Cabin #2 my g/f called out to open.