Jan replied “I have Jim for that, but I guess you never know”. We walked back through the food court and out to our car, Jan was receiving plent... of attention from all the guys and I even saw one chick pull her boyfriend by the ear to stop him from perving. Once in the car we headed for home and I would occasionally let my hand slip from the gearshift up Jan’s leg to her crotch, usually when we had pulled alongside a high vehicle and we had the attention of the driver, I got Jan to wind her. Then, Tom walked in the pub, and she knew. As Tom walked towards our table, she looked at me, looked at Tom, back at me, and then smiled up at Tom. She was pleased with my choice. Tom and I are both muscular, but he is taller, handsome, and somewhat dashing (even if I do say so, myself).“Hi, Steven, Diane. Can I join you?”, Tom asked standing next to the table transfixed by Diane’s smile.“Absolutely,” I replied and waved over another pint of Guinness. We chatted about typical small talk. I. ?”Lia smiled. “I’d like that. Now come on, let’s go drink cider and get fat on Pop’s sandwiches,” she said as she led us out to the garden behind the farmhouse.“That’s a garden, all right,” I said as we stood there for a moment, shielding our eyes as I took it all in. Wider than the farmhouse by a bigger margin than I’d realised, and maybe two cricket pitches in length or more, not only was this the most lawn I’d seen that wasn’t a football pitch, but it had the stripes, too. Abutting the far. I’ve always bedded women who were sleek, muscled. Alisandrea had soft round hips, a slight tummy, peach colored skin. Her breasts were full with dark peachy nipples. I liked that. I reached up and cupped the warm flesh. They fit my hands perfectly. I simply held them, enjoying their warmth and heaviness. My hands tightened slightly and she moaned softly. I looked at her sex, the soft decorative hair above it. Full lips with a bit of clit protruding from them. I let go of her right breast and.