A summer breeze blew across her body, caressing her tits and making her feel better. She also noticed that she was aroused by the fact that she was no... hanging out of her window, her tits exposed to the world. There was an intoxicating feeling: a mixture of the fear of falling and the shame of exposure as she thought of passer-bys who might see her nakedness. As the summer progressed and got as hot as any summer in South Carolina, the girl became more and more brazen: she unbuttoned more. Ha…very funny”, answered the blonde, smiling“It’s a compliment”, added Amanda who had stopped behind the woman.“I know and I appreciate it”, she answeredAmanda had never been so close to her before. “You are so young”, said the woman with her accent“You are so beautiful”, said Amanda“Come with me to the bar”, invited the womanThe two women left the crowded ladies’ and walked arm in arm to the bar. They sat at a small table. Her name was Ida and she was German. The two women talked over a beer.. So, teasing her about something like this was not out of the norm.We have also always acted out fantasies in the bedroom. Those fantasies have included a lot of things, but one of the recurring themes was her being devoured by another man, either while I watched or participated. That had never gone anywhere near reality, and we knew it never would. Or so I thought.After she had been working there several months, she began telling me how Stan had begun flirting with her. He acted like it was. I was mesmerised by the sight, but also slightly demoralized. Was this what Mrs Hotter got off on? How could any normal person compete with that?No doubt Mrs Hotter saw the way I was staring, because she said, “That man’s a freak of nature. I wouldn’t mind getting fucked by him, to see what it’s like, but I wouldn’t worry about him, Darren. From what I remember of your cock, it’s easily big enough to provide satisfaction.”Was she being kind, or did she mean that? And was I expected to take some.