She threw herself into her work; she tried to suppress all memory of what had made her cum so hard in the shower.It didn't work. Memories of what had ...appened in the shower intruded on her at irregular intervals. A tingle in her pussy, just urgent enough to remind her of what had happened. She'd build a good momentum, plowing through her work, and a flash of Lyn's perfect breasts or lather covered snatch would devastate her concentration. Megan would have to stop and take a deep breath to calm. "I nodded and pulled a pen out of my jacket. Grabbing his hand, I wrote my number on his hand. "You've been a lot of help, Mike. Call me this weekend and I'll pay up my end."He went back to the other men and they started hooting. Men. I just smiled and shook my head before walking into the main building. The office was clearly marked. A harassed looking woman in her forties was manning the phone. "No, I can't send a crew out this afternoon, Marty. I can send Carl and some of his boys to take a. They were closely but furtively watching. Janey at this point turned over.“Now for the front guys and don’t spare the sunscreen.”We poured more lotion onto our hands and began to spread it over Janey’s stomach and breasts. Her nipples at this ministration became very erect and hard. Craig moved his hands lower and began rubbing the lotion around Janey’s pussy. His hand working closer to her crack. We glanced at each other and grinned. I concentrated on Janey’s tits and nipples as Craig slipped. He was slower getting dressed and suggested that she go to the bar and wait for him. he told her to get a drink as he wouldn't be long.she walked into the bar clutching her little bag. it wasnt particularly busy, a few couples and groups and just an odd male. her eyes were drawn to him. he was around 40ish about 6 feet looked muscular and little hair. his blue eyes momentarily met hers. she smiled coiley which he returned as she took a stoool at the bar. as she sat her dress ran up her shapley.