He said to me, Dude, you could have been in porn! I just smiled and said, Only if Teresa was in it with me. We didnt have nor were we up for marathon...sex that night, but we were all off the next day, since it was Saturday and we had planned on going out to a new bar down in Buckhead called Makos. Teresa and I got up and cleaned up and Greg got up and started to head to the door. I went over and shook his hand goodbye and Teresa who was still naked herself, embraced him and gave him a good. So I guess it would be alright if he had this one little fantasy. I guess I was okay with it. After all, when ever I was wet, I thought about him. I never did anything about it. At least not until now.I pulled my shorts down and I could see that my panties were all wet. I hated it when this happened but it also felt really good. I began to touch myself outside my panties. Not paying any attention to the show, I started to moan myself. It felt so good. I can’t believe it took me so long to start. She looked at me and widened her eyes, mouthing “WOW.” I smiled and winked. She looked around then turned slightly toward me, putting part of the jacket over my crotch. She began rubbing the head of my cock through the thick fabric of my jeans. I wanted so badly to take it out and let her do it properly but it was too risky. She did unzip them though, and reached in, her hand slipping into the fly of my boxers, and stroked me inside my pants until I came, soaking her hand and the inside of my. Just typical... All ofthem Nordic folks always look so handsome."You've got a nice backyard," he said. "So many people here spend toomuch time on theirs. They all make it look so artificial. They cut thegrass too often, and they spend all their time trimming the bushes. Ilike it when you let things grow. I like the sight of wild growth." Hah, thanks, but... I think this comes down more to neglect than anyreal intentional thought," I said. "So where do you live?"I was hoping he would say that he.