I broke away. I wanted to see her naked and part of my fantasy was to slowly strip her. I grabbed her tee shirt and eased it up as she raised her arms...to assist. I guided it over her head, then drew it down over her arms and tossed it over on the chair near the bed. She was wearing a white lace bra with a small rose embroidered in the middle of the cups and the slightly sheer material allowed just the hint of her nipples and areolas to show through. I needed to uncover them and suckle them as I. She caressed her breasts and stomach. With her other hand she slowly explored inside her panties. She tried to fantasize about anonymous guys, big dicked studs, but she kept coming back to David, and what he would do to her.She was startled by a rapping on the glass. She opened her eyes and looked out the window.It was David.Jen jumped up and put on her robe. She slid the window open."You look amazing." David said, pulling a bit of her robe aside and exposing her bra.Jen re-closed her robe, and. Then his fingertips ever so slightly touching my inner thigh. I let him be and continued as it was. He wasn’t sure if I was responding to him or ignoring him, or just wasn’t feeling it. After a while, he got up as his station was nearing. As he went and stood in the doorway, he kept turning and looking at me.And this time, I kept looking at him as well. I could see the lustful hope building in his eyes. As his station came near, he gave me one last look, trying to gauge my response. I got up. She was wearing a dressing gown wrapped tightly around her, which hid everything but did emphasise her tits. Overall, I'd decided on previous occasions, she was quite fuckable. Debbie brought a six-pack in and gave us a drink each, including herself. We'd sat down in three separate chairs in a rough triangle. Dan told Debbie of our success and for a while she joined in our little celebration. The obvious friction between them soon resurfaced when Dan complained of how she was dressed.'You never.