If Richie suddenly turned around now there would no mistaking that I was masturbating while I watched him shower.He stepped forward, water pouring ove... his hair and down his face and I felt a little more relaxed that he wouldn't be able to see me even if he turned. But still, it would only take a wipe of his hand across his face to clear his vision and he would see me face down on my bed, my hand inside my panties. And yet I couldn't stop. My hips were moving as if I were riding someone and I. There were no special allowances made for me being a girl.This meant there was a lot of contact, touching and grabbing going on.I came of age being use to being touched by guys. Most times incidentally during the game and a few times not so innocently, but my brothers put a quick stop to it if they thought it was intentional and not just in the course of play.Fast forward a few years and there’s the guy (from the first chapter)I’ve been giving oral pleasure to for a few months.Back then, I. If I had done, I might well never have gone as far as offering her a drink after work. I was still on summer vacation so I wasn’t too worried about hours but the fact that she never stepped outside her shop in full daylight, arrived at work before dawn, and generally left after dusk, though from what I learned later it wasn’t necessary, was rather disturbing. Her paleness gave me the impression she was a vampire and what a beautiful vampire she was, but we all know vampires don’t exist don’t. He followed, the bulge in his towel pointing the way.She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall forward and off her breasts. Then she slid the wispy pants down her thighs, kicked off her high heeled boots, and climbed onto the bed, kneeling up before him. He stopped before her, looking unsure, about to ask a question – she could tell."Come on Joseph," she sighed sensuously, "I've been thinking, no longing, about this and you all week."He took in her firm body, pert breasts,.