I waved to Darryl, the security guard at the front gate; Cheryl, the heavyset front lawn sunbather; Emilio, the landscaper; and Earl, a front porch si...ting older man. This place felt like home. I liked living here even though I still missed the convenience of living downtown. My mind wandered to various thoughts: my neighborhood, my time so far in West Palm, and my friendship with Courtney. Before I knew it, I had run two miles.I returned home and immediately took a shower. My hand soaped. His prick was getting hard again. She squeezed his pink balls and gently pumped his thickening cock.Then she pushed him away and told him to come along and sit in her bedroom while she undressed.They walked hand in hand down the hall to her room.Inside the room, she made sure the blinds were closed. It would be a hell of a thing if any of the neighbors learned what they were doing.Ken sat on her bed as she began undressing. The idea of showing her body to him excited her tremendously. She was. She giggled, liking how he felt when her insides clutched him. "I'm not sure we could stand more than twice."He kissed her under the ear, his hand sliding between their bodies to toy with her nipples. "Want to find out?" Can you get it up again?" I'm willing to try."She had to suck him hard, spending some quality time sucking and licking his balls. He played with her breasts, spending the time kissing and sucking them; something she wished more guys did. When they finally settled back on the. “James, this is getting creepy.”, she said as she started down. “Just watch your step. It will be alright.” At the bottom of the stairs was a stone arch. And a small pool of light cast by the lights in the stairway. “Switch on your right.” I told her. The light sprang on, reveling a room of contrasts. Gleaming chrome wire shelving loaded with electronic equipment all but covered a wall on bumpy dressed stone blocks. An old, but serviceable sofa was against the far wall next to another stone.