As she leaned back, shelaughed."I didn't think I was _that_ bad a kisser," Melinda feigned a pout.Jenny shook her head, still chuckling. "You're grea..., but now you'vegot some of my 'makeup' on, too!" She wiped at the grease smudge onMelinda's cheek."I don't care," Melinda replied as she leaned forward and kissed Jennyagain.**********Liz sat down across the break room from Melinda. "You know," she saidlightly, "I'm going to miss you. You're a good life-guard."Melinda blushed at the. I stood up, my dick making a tent of my shorts, which I made no effort to hide, and said.“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Maybe share a little? But I don’t need to, I’ll be back in a little while”“What? Where are you going? I thought we were gonna hang out all day?” she protested.I answered, “We will. But you’ve been laying here practically naked, talking about nothing but sex for the last two hours, and I know you’ve been doing it just to torture me, and it’s working! See!”I thrust my hips. Everything I do today makes me think of sex. I caress the stick shift. Let’s face it, that shifter is just a stand-in for a nice big, hard cock. Rolling my hand across the tip, I savor the warm smoothness with the palm of my hand. As I press the accelerator and the car’s torque shoves me back into my seat, I take a firm grip on the stick. Gotta keep this baby under my control. I push in the clutch for a breath of relief from the unrelenting rush forward. Gently but firmly, I guide the. Then again if things went well with this experiment, that itch would be well scratched soon. She watched the men high-five and her prey stood up, stretching. Muscle rippled seductively from toe to head. From a purely eugenics standpoint, she had to admire the Lieutenant as a specimen. At over six foot three inches, he towered over her by more than a foot. His body too was in top shape, it would have to be for his role a SEAL. But what intrigued her most about the man was his intelligence. Her.