I remember the great view outside his window and then he asked me if I would wear something for him and he held out a pair of black fish net stockings...and a pair of silk bikini panties. I had never tried on stockings or panties before but it sounded pretty hot. Without hesitation, all my clothes were off and I started to dress for him. He offered me a drink and then we went back to the bedroom where by now my cock was ready for another workout. He asked me to stand in front of him and play with. We climbed down to the water and dipped a toe, finding it cool but not cold. I liked this spot: it afforded some privacy because the rocks on the sides sheltered us from any view except directly in front."Now it's ok," I said, laughing and taking off my clothes.I had a suit on under my shorts, but if she was going to fulfill her desire to be nude, I was going to join her. She spread a blanket and stood on it, kicking her sandals off and pulling her shorts down. Her bare butt and some of her. He gave her his most charming grin but she ducked her head and left the office, her heels clacking on the tile.Just thirty minutes later, RJ strode into Dennehy's Diner and scanned the tables for his friend Scooter. He'd been a friend of Scot McPherson's since they were boys. They had shared everything with each other, played on the same sports teams, and even joined the Army together. Peering into the dim interior, RJ listened for Scooter's braying laugh to give away his position. Hearing his. My eyes move down to his crotch, and I notice that he’s not sleeping after all - he’s stroking his cock. He’s not huge, only about my size, and he’s not fully hard. I’m used to that with older guys - I like it, and half the time I’m the same way. I take note of the wedding ring on his other hand as I watch for a moment.When he doesn’t notice me, I knock on the passenger side window. He opens his eyes and freaks out for a moment, then puts the passenger window down a bit. I make a crack about.