She made sure that she had more than one pad for her panties if that kiss was any indication of what may come for her that Saturday morning. The radio...promised a warm, not too humid day. After fixing her hair into a ponytail, putting on a tiny bit of makeup, she got dressed. She chose a pair of white shorts to mid thigh, a red and white cotton candy stripe top, a cotton sweater to carry along just in case the weatherman was wrong.She stood in front of a full length mirror examining all that she. It was not the first of my friend’s cock’s I had seen but it was the best looking. His dick was also cut like mine but his was really smooth with a nice mushroom head that also had a shimmer of pre cum wiped on the side of it that also meant he wasn’t still joking around. His shaft didn’t have many veins in it like mine but mine wasn’t glowing in the sunlight like his was. It looked as good as a male member could, to a “straight teen boy”. Straight or not, I wanted it on me and in me. I ran my. The edges didn’t have enough head room.Since I had moved everything I wanted from the Shack, where I had lived the last four years, I kind of got nostalgic about grandpa’s shack, for about a day. I did a quick estimate of the cost of the barn and figured it was close to fifteen grand just for the shell. Even thought I lived in it by the time it was completely finished, it was still just a barn on the outside. That appealed to me for some reason. I guess it was that I still appeared to be very. But she was keeping on asking “be fast, I am getting ready to meet another guest”.That was the tough time for me to decide either to let her know that I am that Guest she is planned to meet or to escape from there saying some stupid reasons.Forget to say, though Sundari is little strict to employees, she will be in Top 3 beauties (Of course Sex-bomb too) list of our office. She is 34, married 3 years back, no kids yet, good complexion, height around 5.5, beautiful face, inviting smile, 36 ( . ).