”“You bet!”We walked hand-in-hand back to Witte Hall and then went up to Bethany’s room with Kathy. About twenty minutes later, Gene came into...the room and he and Bethany sat on her bed with their arms around each other. I felt another pang of jealousy, but suppressed it quickly. It hit home that Bethany had enjoyed an intimate relationship with someone other than me. This was good for Bethany, and I only wanted the best for her. I couldn’t give her what she wanted, and I felt a little guilty. With you four feet away, I look you up and down. I see your face, your hair, your neck, your blouse with the bra showing through the thin fabric. I look down to your skirt, your black stockings and black pumps. You can see the lust in my eyes and it excites you. I tell you to twirl around and you do which causes your short skirt to fly out. I see the tops of your stockings, and for a brief moment, your panties. My dick stirs more. I tell you to stop as you are facing away from me. ‘Put your. You wouldn’t be doing it for me. You’d be doing it for Amanda.”“You got anything to drink?” Alex said. “This is all blowing my mind. I could use a stiff drink right now.”Blake got up quickly and found a bottle of bourbon, holding it up he asked, “How do you want it?”“A little ice and some water,” he replied. “But not much water.”Alex was slowly drinking his bourbon and thinking about Blake’s proposition when the garage door opened, and Amanda came into the room carrying bags proving that she. He came close to me, saw that my eyes were closed and went back to the bed.I opened my eyes again. He was still looking in my direction. He sat up on the sofa facing me and then put his hand inside his shorts. (In summer, nobody likes to wear anything except shorts.) Then his hand started moving. I smiled inside my head! Poor guy! Just wanted to shag! But why he didn’t go to the bathroom to do that, I suddenly thought!Then suddenly, he got on his knees and pulled down his shorts and started.