“Hello Nancy.” He said. “These are for you. Will you be my Valentine?” She looked at her gifts and then at his face. “Oh, thank you Roger. B...t I have a crush on someone else. We can still be friends though, right?” As Roger had done so many times before he quickly hid his sadness and hurt and said, “Yeah, sure.” “I’m sorry.” She said. “That’s alright.” He said. “Well happy Valentine’s Day Roger. I have to go now. See you.” She said. “Bye.” He said and turned away with his head down. The two. Like many guys his age, he sports the traditional crew cut, mustache, goatee, and baseball cap. Years of service as a Marine and later as a construction worker have given his 5'9" body broad shoulders, defined biceps, and thighs of steel. His piercing blue eyes have melted the hearts of every woman he's ever dated, and he hopes that Sarah, walking the beach with him, feels the same.A few years older, Sarah is a leggy blonde with deep green eyes and equal height. She works out diligently and. I sat down and opened my Corona and it was cold sliding down my throat. I watched Dr. Oz for a few minutes while I drank my beer and then got up to go find Roger. Most afternoons he was outside in the garage working on one of his vehicles. I went out back, searched for him, he wasn't there. I went back in and walked back to the bedroom and opened it and all I could see was naked Roger lying on his back with naked Rachel the skank on top of him. They scrambled soon as they saw me come in.What. Her need finally took over; breaking our kiss, she moved back, breaking contact with me. She released my cock and brought both hands up and pushed me onto my back before rising up on her knees, dumping the covers in a pile below us. She was beautiful, kneeling there in her almost see-through nighty and a pair of panties. I always loved to see her this way.After kneeling she scooted down until she was kneeling next to my hips. She reached down and grasped my shorts, pulling them down my hips. I.