” “Yeah I can get it myself.” Zack got out and as he was running up to the door he thought should I knock? No, the girls would think I’m fooli...h. So he just opened the door and went in. He didn’t hear Bridget moving around so he guessed that she was taking a nap. “She does work about twelve hours, maybe that’s why she shut her door.” He closed the front door quietly and walked up the stairs. He didn’t know why but he was stepping lightly, figuring he had to be quiet because she was sleeping.. Hmmm, we seemed to be on the same wavelength. What a surprise…..I was horny and wet already. I was sitting in a swivel/rocking chair, and Mike was walking around near me. So I pulled him over to me and started caressing his obviously hardening cock. He reached down to caress my pussy and found it dripping and ready for action. Seeing this, Jim quickly came up behind me and started caressing my breasts and whipped out his own cock for some immediate attention. I started removing Mike’s. Ritten by ShyA little background before you read!This story was inspired by a long-term recurring dream I could never seem to shake, as well as Peter Pan. It's one of my favorites and I've finally expanded upon it. "Yeah. Come on in." came the reply.The suit lay stretched out in the middle of the truck's cargo area, with several feet of clearance on the sides and even more room at the head and feet. The head end, towards the front of the truck featured a work bench which was clear of tools at the moment."Hi," Trey said from the workbench area. "I figured I might as well get the suit packed up and ready to move while I waited." Good idea," I replied. "Trey, I'd like you to meet someone. This is my friend.