This time, Karen's body language tensed up a bit. He was clearly just asuncomfortable as Ben was. Over 3 months of being, "just friends", was alot to ...vercome. And obviously, there was still the fact that both ofthem were men.Karen turned toward Ben a bit and asked him, "What are you doing?"Ben replied, "Isn't it obvious? I wanted to cuddle."Karen lifted his eyebrows a bit. "Yeah, but, you know...it's been awhile. I didn't think you were comfortable doing that stuff anymore."Ben looked up at. " "Oh yeah?! And what would that entail?" "I choose at the time." "Sounds dangerous." Flashing a mischievous smile, he leaned in very close, brushing the bare skin of her arm. "Are you averse to a little danger?" She paused before answering. "No." "So call me when you want to play." He reached for his phone to send her his card but she stopped him with a hot hand. "How about tonight?" Holy shit that was easy. I'm on fire! A momentary flash of uncertainty jolted his synapses. Maybe a little too. Hannah was next door lying on her sun lounger soaking up the rays, listening to her mp3 player. After Dad had finished mowing the lawn, he went round the flower beds, with a hose. He was watering the beds by Hannah’s fence when he stopped what he was doing. Chris and I were playing on our Games console, but we heard when he turned the hose off. Dad was by the fence looking through the slats to see Hannah’s now naked body on the sun lounger. His hand disappeared into his shorts and he was. She stopped the kiss and said softly, “You smell like cigar smoke.”“I, I’m sorry,” he said as he kissed her forehead, “I hadn’t the time to have a shower.”As she pulled his shirt out of his trousers she chuckled. “I like the variation, it gives your aftershave an interesting twist.”“You want me to smoke a cigar before we meet?” he asked her teasingly.She pinched one of his nipples as she growled, “Don’t you dare. Kissing you would like be kissing an ashtray.”Her aggressive behavior made him.