I thought a couple of times you two would go get a room." (Now that I'm sober, I must admit I went overboard saying that. Things weren't quite that ba.... Have you ever noticed that things said while drunk are not near as witty and profound as you thought they were after you have sobered up?) "I'm ashamed of you John. Behave yourself. There is nothing going on here that should worry you," Samantha stated. "You're ashamed of me? I'm not the one lying to their spouse about where they are going and. I enjoy my porch because it is almost entirely surrounded by trees and the birds that live in them serenade me into a great mood every morning. From the corner of my eye I notice that my new neighbor, Mack, has found a new morning routine also, as he tries to discretely watch me from his window. He looks so sexy standing there in nothing but a pair of jeans and no shirt. I open up my email and pretend not to notice his presence. A grin crosses my face when I see that my new online friend has. She then decided to step up the teasing and put on a pair of chaps wearing only her panties on with them. When she stepped out from behind the wall, the conversation stopped and they all stared. There she was, in front of some of her coworkers and her boss wearing nothing but a tiny pair of panties and leather chaps. She had her hands over her boobs at first but soon the guys were telling her to let them see. Cliff grabbed a helmet off the shelf and tossed it at her. She of course dropped her. My head turned toward her and our eyes met. "Go on in and pull your pants down," she commanded. I'll join you in a minute." Her eyes did not leave room for argument and in a haze I nodded and stepped into the restroom. I unzipped my pants and let them fall down to my knees while I tried to focus my thoughts on my very real predicament. The mirror's reflection showed me staring at the outline of my erection in the candy-striped, pastel pink, micro-fiber fabric. I startled when I heard a.