“You're bleeding” She said when she noticed the blood on my stomach. I looked down and said, “Oh that's nothing, just a scratch. I watched as sh... grabbed a leaf and wiped some of the blood away. Then she giggled and asked me” How big is your thing now?” I laughed and said “See for yourself.” I guess my exhibitionist side has always been there since I was born. I stood and dropped my shorts and underwear. My cock popped out and was already getting hard. She looked and smiled. “Can I touch it?”. She was on the sofa, her back on the armrest, one leg pulled up, bent at the knee while she daubed polish on her nails. The skirt had slid down, there was barely any cover at the top of her leg. Her fifteen-year-old thigh was smooth, firm, shapely. As I watched her, she lifted her eyes and locked them on me, graced me with a hint of a smile then returned her attention to her toes, making no effort to pull the skirt to a more modest location. Done with the one foot, she straightened the leg. "Now is your chance to see if snow really turns you on. And if it is having to go out in the snow FOR US that flips your switch, Sara, I am commanding you to walk out there naked and bring back a bottle of wine for your Three Mistresses."Sara's eyes opened slightly. She took a deep breath and trembled slightly. The tray of glasses rattled in her hands. Then she swallowed slightly, set the tray down on a low table, and walked over to the steps and started down into the back yard.The. They aren't really friends, more like just former coworkers, or maybe you could call them acquaintances. He is also our next door neighbor. It's not all that unusual, as lots of the people living in these townhouses work at the hospital too."Malcolm was friendly enough, I guess, but he's kind of quiet and shy. He was always polite to my mom, although he never paid me much mind. Now that he had just recently retired, he had a lot of time on his hands, and mom started inviting him over for.