We had a party." She looked up at me and raised her eyes "We had sex!" That was it, her, "there I've said it!" moment. I smiled and nodded "Ah, right"...just as our friends returned. I'd have to wait.Some time and several drinks later I managed to get Jane alone. "So, did you shag the old weatherman or did you shag his friend?" I asked with a smile on my face.She sighed, and told me to follow her outside. I wasn't annoyed or angry, I knew she was a slut, she'd always been one and I'd accepted. Once it was out, I ran my hand up and down it gently; while he rubbed my tits. I liked how soft his dick was to touch. I glanced back up at him again. I know he saw fear in my eyes; the same fear he saw the first time we had sex. After the first time we had sex, his well earned cock's nickname became Monster, because of the affect it has on me."I'm scared," I whispered into his ear."Don't worry we'll go at your pace," he said, ever so sweetly. He pushed his finger into me. "Ouch," I said."Relax. She was either not wearing any panties or was wearing a very small G-string as not a single line disturbed the shape of her ass. Her white top was a white fairly thin cotton type t-shirt. She had a nice taper from her waist moving up she was not wearing a bra, this was obvious from the lack of lines and from the nipple bulges I had noticed earlier in line. I was embarrassed to find her eyes were waiting for mine as I moved up. They implied the question, Well? I am sure I turned red and mumbled. So, we take our bikes and head to the little bench. Obviously she came from the little lake nearby, as she has a blanket, sun oil and such stuff in her bicycle basket. We sit on the bench and she starts to clean my wounds with a tissue. I am grateful, especially as she comes nearer and I notice her scent. OMG she was hot, I can see the beads of sweat on her skin and I am tempted to lick it off. “What´s your name? I´m Matt”. “My name is Sabine” she answers. “Thank you for helping me and nice to.