"No, I'm fine," Shannon insisted, then suddenly she gasped, her back arching and her nipples almost instantly erect. Startled, I glanced at Allison an... saw the smirk on her face."Liar, liar! Pants on fire," Allison said as Shannon squirmed, one hand reaching down toward her crotch as if to push something away. Suddenly she slumped back on the sand."If I was wearing any! God, that was so not fair. It was like an instant orgasm only not quite, like I was suddenly on the edge but then it just. When this happened, I felt my dick, would jump out of my jeans. I let my hand slide down to her lower back and squeeze a little bit before letting her go, so she could step back again.“Hey, I missed you so much Jeremy. I cant believe its been this long since we last talked.” She said in her girl pitched voice.“I know, I missed you too Holly” I responded in my Bostonian accent We then walked off into the living room and sat down to chat some more in attempts on catching up with each. ”“Before I met you I’d have told you to mind your own business,” she said, softly. “Now ... I don’t know. I just feel different.”“I think you’ve mellowed a little since I met you.”“Are you saying I was a stick in the mud when we first met?”“I’m saying you were a lot more formal,” he said, gently.“Aren’t I supposed to be formal? Isn’t that what a high profile prosecutor is supposed to be?”“Maybe as a high profile prosecutor, sure. But you’re not a prosecutor every second of the day. There’s no. So I got up and headed down the hall and opened the door to Emily's room, she wasn't in bed. My cock began to stiffen as I heard the shower running. Emily's shower was one of the nicer ones, it was large enough for four people, no door or front half to it, a small sitting bench, and multiple shower heads. I slowly and quietly opened the door. Emily had her back to me, washing her shoulder length bright red hair. I looked her up and down, the soapy water cascading down her back, her firm.