"Not that I did it for you... perver." I could hear the joking in her voice as she said it. I could also hear the can of whipped topping being shaken,...then the hiss as Sandra applied it over her breasts, which unfortunately I'd been unable to spy while she was completely topless. Hopefully there would be a "later" for me... from what I could see, and had already surmised, Sandra had a smoking body, and her tits would just be the icing on the cake... or the whipped cream, if you'll pardon the. I know girls like to stay nude after showers sometimes. Did she also like that? I sort of leaned closer to my screen, as if trying to get a closer look at her, at my heart's desire. My thoughts were betraying me. I could feel the hardness growing in my groin. I love that feeling!There she is! And, her robe isn't tied shut! She's still too far away for me to get a clear view. I stand and take my jeans off, kicking them across the floor. My boxers are next, leaving me wearing just a tee shirt.. Why do you ask?" "I was just curious why you did it." For just a minute, Mark was silent. "Well, let me tell you little lady, it’s like this. At the time it just seemed like the logical thing to do. You looked extra nice that day and you just kept staring at me with those big, brown, bedroom eyes of yours. So, I kind of figured that maybe you wanted me to." "What do you mean I wanted you to?" No one could have missed the startled note of disbelief and challenge in her voice. "Well, I'll admit,. Luckily no one we know of put those pieces together. Then as at just every wedding that's not done at a courthouse, it was time for the toasts. First Tim stood up."Hello my name is Tim, the best man. I was a good friend of the groom growing up. I just recently found out he found out he was engaged. But I've been told this relationship hasn't been too long. So obviously they really hit it off. Good for them. I wish I met her at least a couple days before this, but all the greats can just take.