Just then we felt the draught as the door to the steam room was opened and a couple of voices asked, “Anyone in here?” Before I could answer, Ge...rge grunted, “Yes.” Two guys came in, and I could just vaguely make out that one was about forty and the other in his fifties. They introduced themselves as Tom and Nigel. The steam was still dense, but it’s strange how your eyes adjust themselves to the different environment. Similar to when you first enter a dark cinema. Tom and Nigel on. The viewer wasnot the only one with a great view though. The young girl's neighbor waswatching her from over the fence that separated their yards. The man wasabout my age, in his 30's, and was also stroking his cock, much like me. The man began moaning a bit too loudly though, and the young girlrealized he was there. Instead of freaking out on the man, she got excitedand invited the man over. Soon the man and his young neighbor were fuckingon her chair next to the pool. Just as the man. I don't know why he decided we were to be the lucky souls to help him through the rough patch, but we were it. Being ex school mates I offered him the guest room for a couple of weeks and got on the phone canceling our coming parties and other visitors. After a few days Frank was feeling happier telling Anne she could call him 'Trigger', on asking why he told her she should know after the Strip Poker night years back. It appears that getting a hand job off Anne had been the highpoint of his. “Enough day dreaming young lady back to the books” and he smiled a very knowing smile.She smiled at him and deep within herself thinking, he knows what was going on in my mind. The ticklish feeling flashed through her body and she smiled as she bent over the books again.Friday came and she only stayed at her apartment long enough to drop of school books and change into jeans and shirt. As she was leaving her roommates asked where she was off to and she had only said she was going out with a.