Pierce, like his girlfriend, has slender, with broad shoulders. He was very athletic looking, and had somewhat shaggy and wavy hazel hair and greenish...brown eyes. Today he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of sweat pants and Haley could see his six pack and abs. One problem that faced the couple, was making a move. Haley, innocent, unsure of herself, wasnt sure how to start something with the ever attractive Pierce, who was not only equally sheltered, but just as awkward. Today she started by. Sara bent over and pulled her jeans off and she had on a bright orange thong on. Sh tan little but cheeks were so nice. She opened her drawer and put on a shirt, and then pulled off her thong. MY boner grew in my pants as she put it up to her face and smelled it. Damn, I smell strong. As she through her panties in her clothes basket. Then she put on a pair of black shorts with no underwear. I held my breath, hoping she wasnt going to open the closet. Sara opened her door and left. I listened. I could tell she found showering an arousing experience as she fingered herself hard causing her to become just as wet inside I'm sure, perhaps missing her own personal massaging head back home.Now I have a complete dilemma - I know she loves to be fucked and fucked damn hard and this is somewhere I have always found conflict - this is my mate, do you fuck your mates? I can't help these feelings however seeing her perfect, soft-skinned body and all the time she is not aware of my presence I. I am discreet, to be sure, but I am a sexually promiscuous woman just the same. These thoughts were racing through Carols mind as she stood at her nursing station late one night. Carol was a senior nursing supervisor at a major hospital in Chapel Hill and was working the eleven to seven shift on the third floor east wing that particular night. At three in the morning the halls were silent and the other nurse on the shift was at lunch. At quiet times like these Carol mused over the bizarre.