You know how hot it must get on that porch at this time of year. Right?’ She just nodded. ‘Kate wears between almost nothing to absolutely nothing...there. Then every ten or fifteen minutes she comes in to the computer where I am hiding. She bubbles all over explaining her work to me. That’s fine, but she never thinks to put clothes on while doing so. I’ve promised I wouldn’t make any advances to her. That’s why I’ll be spending more time here.’ … It was Monday afternoon when I got home. It was. ”“I don’t have to, but I like to.”“Have you ever had someone do that to you?”She was clearly embarrassed. To mask it, she started undoing my jeans. I didn’t resist. I leaned back against the wall and looked down on her as she stripped me of my panties and ate me with reckless abandon. When I came, she stood up and took off her bra and went to try on the next as if it was nothing.“Shannon. Has anyone done that to you?”“I think I like this bra more than the other one.”“Shannon, you can get all of. 1It was dusk, nearly dark. A warm, late-September evening. Carol and I were sitting on top of a picnic table near the reservoir, she in the center, her feet on the bench, and I behind her with my legs on either side of her as I massaged her shoulders. We didn’t know each other that well, but there had been a slow flirtation going on and we had somehow decided to take a walk together and wound up here. She was small and dark—her last name was Spanish-sounding—and her petite figure looked. Her legs spread wide across him, her head pushed up against the roof of the car. His strong hands cupped her breasts under her silk shirt and her mouth pushed close to his so she could feel his breath as he moaned with the weight of her body. He took off her top quickly and lifted up her skirt to find that she hadn’t worn underwear, she smiled, she’d been planning this moment for a long time. She sunk her hands under his belt and felt him for the first time, his hot shaft throbbed in her hands.