Finally he turned his attention and gently pushed her right leg apart and sensing his approach she moved her left leg and he lowered his hand touchin... between her legs tracing his finger over the outline of her pussy. At first it seemed dry but as he worked his finger along the entrance he could feel the wetness and warmth and she rose slightly on his touch letting out a low moan . He continued to play with her and now she pushed herself onto him forcing his fingers to enter her, she was. I shave. My hair is longer."And tight...fuck!" I exclaimed, realizing my mistake with words."Really?" Heather smiled. "Cool. Oh since we are on compliments...I honestly didn't know they got that big. I'm actually a bit intimidated. I mean I'm more than willing to have it." Stop!" I exclaimed.I walked over to the other side of the room, and put my hand on a stack of books on a shelf. Letting out a big sigh, I said nothing and began to wish that I was still dreaming. Yes, I admit that. I was. Once a while in the afternoons when we were sure no one else would come around she would end up giving me head. It was one of those days when neither of us had anything much to do, afew of us friends decided to just laze around in the apartment garden. We were fooling around making fun of each other when we saw a car pull up and a few minutes later a truck pulled up. A friend mentioned they must be the new residents in the building. I couldn't help but notice the lady, she was tall and carried. His hair was a shade or two lighter brown than mine, but nothing anyone would notice in the dark. Doug and I belonged to the same athletic club and I'd seen him in the shower. Package-wise we were comparable; both better endowed than your average guy. If Doug could sneak in there after Paula was good and asleep and ball his wife without her knowing it, I could too.The only big problem that occurred to me was what Doug would be doing at the time, and being a natural problem-solver my mind.