But it was sexy, movie star sexy like Jodie Foster or someone exotic like that. We worked together in a small town grocery store, I was always bumpin... into her, her ass got in my face when we were stocking dry goods, I accidentally touched her tit when I helped her lift a heavy box. Little sparks like these erupted into moments of the two of us just staring at each other, probably with longing, but it was hard to tell at that time. I was falling in love, or at least I was caught in the crush. Karen bluntly asked Pam if she was a lesbian, or if it was just a one time thing with Angela. “Oh that was it!” the shy brunette responded. “I’m not really into girls.” Pam innocently sipped her drink, trying not to look as Karen gave Jim a long passionate kiss in front of her. “That’s too bad. I was hoping you and I could put on a little show for Jim.”Pam was stunned by Karen’s suggestion, but the idea intrigued her. She was hoping to hook up with Jim, but never planned on sharing him with. When Brad turned the canoe, I looked over my shoulder and asked, “You’re not going to the island?”“Not yet, Mom. Let’s go around it. It’s a perfect day for a canoe ride, and I need the exercise.”I lifted my legs and spun around in my seat to face Brad. The afternoon sun was bright, and all Brad had on was a t-shirt, cargo shorts, sunglasses, sneakers but no hat. I put some sunscreen on my hand and started putting it on his forehead, face, ears and the back of his neck and said, “I am so glad we. You turn your head to the side, slowly, not daring to break the spell that has you cocooned in a private world of sexual hunger. You look at my eyes, glazed over as if in a waking dream. You see my chest rising and falling with my excited breathing. You see my fist sliding unhurriedly backwards and forwards along the length of my cock. It is as stiff and engorged as you have ever seen it, the veins on the shaft standing out in stark contrast to the dark smoothness of the head.You wonder briefly.