He raised an enquiring eyebrow at Natalie and she excused herself, scurrying to the freezer for the martini tray. She served all three men, noticing i... passing that Wade was paying rather more attention to the cleavage showing in her low cut dress than in the martini. She felt herself flush with embarrassment, and maybe just a teeny bit of pure female pleasure. “Do you boys prefer olives or cocktail onions?” Richard asked. “Darling, there are no cocktail onions!” he said, that damned eyebrow. But ultimately it usually came down to us just drinking and talking about random shit. What I loved about drunken Megan was that when drunk she spoke her mind and always talked about stuff she means to but she still always made the right decisions.‘So how quick was it?’‘How quick was what?’‘Well the handjob of cause.’‘You do realise she made that up right?’‘Yeah I figured but was just wondering you know.’‘Well she DID give me a handjob, that part was true but it was a reasonable length.’‘Psst. “It’s a lovely view!” She said.“Not half as lovely as you, Carol!” She said as he slid her arms around her and kissed her softly on the back of her neck. She knew they were moving too fast, and for the first time since leaving the restaurant she stopped him.“Paul, wait. I'll admit that I'm very attracted to you, but I want you to know that I'm not the kind of girl who lets strange men pick her up!”Now staring again into her eyes, he gently pulled her to him and whispered softly into her ear.. “Yeah, I see you. Your determination. Your struggle. Strength.” He smiled and she bit her lip, sneaked a peek at the defined mounds of his pecs. The way his pelvic bones invited her to look further south, under his red nylon shorts. “Your sexiness. And your reluctance to be that.” Her kegels clenched. Dizzy, she looked up at him. “And the good influence?” “If I’m going to get into a Division One college, I need all the help I can get. I screwed off long enough. I’m focused now.” “One goal at.
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