She got his jokes. Most of the women he’d been with hadn’t. Sure, she was older, but she seemed like the type of woman he’d always wanted to be ...ith, even before he saw her on the beach that day.He thought of Claire constantly. It saddened him to think of the loneliness she must have been feeling, and hiding, for who knows how long, every single day. He’d noticed bruises on some of the out-of-the-way places on her body, but hadn’t mentioned them. But she had an egocentric, abusive husband who. K., you look nice. Are you ready I asked. Yea, just dont hurt me he teased. By now I was trembling inside. The thought of rubbing my hands over my Uncles hard body was almost too much. I knew that the tension was sexual and the thought of doing it anyway was turning me on. I kneeled down and straddled his waist. I could smell the roofing tar on his jeans and it was making me wet. Here I had this big strong man between my thighs and not another person within a mile. Whatever would happen in. What?I just pissed, your standing in pee water.OkSo I started to pee, my yellow stream noticable among the clear shower water."Hey, not on me. I didn't pee on you" realy, you said I'm standing in it" yeah, and I tried to pee on you first"I grabbed my cock and sprayed up on her crotch and belly."oh you think so?" yeah, and now you're going to love this"I killed the water while spray her higher, hitting her nice breast and spraying everywhere. That's when I noticed she had that open mouth smile.. “Don’t stick it out unless you plan to use it!”“Give me a chance and I will,” she offered suggestively.That was seriously differen from how she’d said it in the past. I realized that my tomboy friend had turned into an actual girl! She still had her frizzy perm, but now had a figure. I suddenly saw her in a new light.“If you’re serious, next Saturday after work.”“You’re on!” she said as she went back to work.The dynamic between us had just seriously changed. I didn’t think she was thinking.