As we chatted I asked Helen what she was expecting today , she said she was happy as we are , she didn’t want to go any further with out her husband...here as that would feel like cheating on him and that was the last thing she wanted to do . She then asked if I was ok with that , “no problem, I’m very happy to sit here watching the sail boats ,oh and have a semi naked beautiful woman next to me of course “ I smiled and looked at her , “ top up “ I held my empty glass up questionably to her ,. I'm almost done with the tomatoes. Then I just need to shred the lettuce.”“I was thinking of some other type of help.” He put his hands on her shoulders.Deana felt the damp warmth of his body. She finished the last slice and set down the knife she'd been using. She rinsed her hands under the sink faucet and dried them on a dish towel. She didn't look at him, but stared out the window. A mockingbird flew to the top of a crape myrtle and started to sing. His voice clearly carried inside.“No, I'm. It was so exciting, only catching glimpses and snippets of what was happening… Rebecca’s body stretched across the console in the front seat… her blonde ponytail bobbing as her head moved in the guy’s lap… I couldn’t see her mouth, but it was even hotter that way, not seeing everything yet knowing what was happening... the sucking sounds, in perfect time with his breathing, betraying what she was doing… She was giving him head. This random guy we just picked up at the bar. Her mouth. " Come here." Sandy moved to her left. "Relax for awhile. I won't bite." She tilted her head to the spot next to her. "Much." Uh, okay." I thought this chick was pretty weird and sort of going a little too far just to get my brother's phone number. I put my wine cooler next to hers and slid next to her, not intending to get too close, you know, but it wasn't all that big of a bed."I'm 18, how old are you?" Sandy asked me. She'd turned slightly so we could face each other, but not like.