"About 24 hours now," he quipped, watching her eyes dip down, aware of the sudden tenting in his shorts. He supposed he should be embarrassed, but her...obvious admiration made it difficult to feel anything but anticipation."Good. I’d hate to think that my little performance was unappreciated," she shot back, a slight blush on her cheeks, her voice so soft he had to strain to hear her.He wondered if he should admit to the activities of last night, how he’d replayed the scene in her backyard while. "Gonna do it again? Wow, you boys are something. I've heard you guys are just horny all the time, is that true?" she asked rubbing back and forth across her wet, gleaming pussy lips."Oh, with you like this, yeah, seeing you makes me so hard I just can't stand it, I've got to get off again," I moaned as I stroked up and down."I really get you hard? Like turn you on?" Like that you do," I said as I nodded down to her beautiful, naked body while she masturbated."Well, you're pretty sexy, yourself.. The file was just paper with words. I picked it up, looked it over, read the front, and glanced at the back. Nothing. I closed that folder and went to the next one. Nothing again. And again. On the fourth I felt something. It was like being shocked when I picked up the folder, so I dropped it immediately. Papers slid across the table. Andrea and the others watched as I looked over the papers without touching them. Something here had caused the jolt, but what? Gingerly, I picked up the first. She knocked on the door. She knew what this place was but still she had come. The door swung open, and she was met by a tall, handsome man. He looked similar to her husband. A smile flickered across her face. They'd said they knew her type. Still, he was slightly taller and a bit younger. He signalled her to enter. She had been informed of the rules of the encounter: no names and no speaking. But, without thinking, she blurted, “So what do we do?” Immediately she realised her mistake. “Sorry.