“What do you mean?” Jess asked.“Masturbate for us,” Heather said bluntly.“What?” Jess asked. “You heard me. Play with yourself. Don’t ...ct like you never have.”If she had, she had never done it in front of me. She went to sit on the bed but was stopped by Heather again. “No, stand. I think you’ll be cuter that way. Aaron, dig in. You’re going to need the energy.”I cut a piece off a steak while Jess just stood there.“Come on, we don’t have all night. Well, we do, but I don’t want to wait all. “Stop it, stop it, stop it!” she laughed.“How about my not-so-deviant fantasies?”“That we can do.” With that, Kelly set her beer down and put mine on the table, and she pushed me back on the couch.It took a couple of hours before we could finish working our way through the various deviant thoughts we had been accumulating for the last week. The beers had warmed up by then and left wet rings on the beat-up coffee table. Our clothing was strewn on the floor around the couch, and I simply lay. She was like the spirit of the country born into a woman. From the moment I saw her my breath stopped.I must have been staring for minutes when she looked up and smiled.I played the scene in my head many times over the next few days. I was the dashing, wealthy foreigner, tall and handsome. I charmed her from the first few words and talked her into having a drink on the beach. We walked along the beach watching the sun set, and she fell into my arms, pretending to be shy as we fell onto the. He took one step toward the shower opening when he heard her say, “Imagine coming in to take your morning shower and finding her waiting for you inside.” When he reached the shower he found her inside with her hands against the wall and her feet spread apart with water running down her back and over her shapely ass. “Would this be a good morning welcome?” she asked. It took 30 seconds for him to strip off his suit, socks, shoes and underwear and be standing behind her with his stiff shaft.