This wasn't helped by looking at the magazines rack, especially all the lads mags. I know its not hardcore but the women they put on the covers are in...redibly sexy.Inevitably, my gaze edged its way up to the top shelf.One cover caught my eye.A cute, 18 yr old blonde.At that point I couldn't control it anymore. I bought the magazine and left.I began walking around town, sizing up possible destinations.Behind a wall, a garden, an alleyway. Nothing was discreet enough. I made my way down to the. I stood momentarily transfixed at the image I was watching. She apparently saw me watching her and asked me to bring in the towels. My assumption was that she was ready to get out and I was going to get an even better eyeful in just a moment. When I walked the towels over to her, she reaches out and grabs not the towels, but my arm and pulls me into the shower with her. “I want you! Get those clothes off!” She didn’t have to tell me twice! My wet clothes joined the towels on the floor and I. It was a regular Friday night occurrence for her, but she didn't recall seeing him in the past. Although, she'd never really been so aware of him as she had been over the past week.Her nipples hardened and she felt moisture pool between her legs at the thought of how many times she'd masturbated in front of her window while watching Drew."God, get a grip, Jules," she said quietly and turned to get into her car.She slipped the key into the ignition, rolled down the window of her Chevy Malibu and. She offered to come to her flat and dry myself and start if rain reduces else she would give an umbrella. We both got into the lift and I asked if there is no watchman to their apartment. She said that the watchman is a drunkard like all men. I said seeing seriously that I don’t drink. She said is it and gave a smile. Seeing her smile like that I got into a level of unexplainable horniness. Oh no! I forgot to explain about her. She is 5’6 with ample amount of flesh at the right places. She was.