Wearing a speedo has gotten me laid on many occasions when wearing dork shorts just wouldn't have created the right vibe or portrayed my intentions or...given the impression that I like guys. Maybe I'm reading too much in to my experiences but hearing Tony talk about cheating on his wife with random guys was getting me horny.I put down my drink and moved across the spa.Now that I was there, Tony didn't need to be rubbing that monster cock of his, I could help him out with that.I reached out and. I laid silently wanting to cry; nothing came out. I fell asleep.Six in the evening. I was so hungry, so thirsty; I had to use the bathroom so bad.Why was this happening to me? I think I woke up to knocking again. I don't remember. I left Corey in the woods when she needed help; was this my punishment. It hurt her to walk home; I made her walk home all alone, knowing that I was mad at her. I deserved this.My whole body ached. I wanted to go back to sleep. I wasn't tired anymore.Hours upon hours;. It was short, but it wasn't a mini. As her dress sagged forward I had a perfect view of her tits. When my eyes shifted towards hers, I knew she had caught me looking down her dress. Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I saw a whisper of a smile cross her lips.There were four boxes and with each box she waited until I had placed the previous box in the crawl space before bending over to pick up the next, rewarding me with a quick exposure of her tits. By the fourth box, I could feel my cock. It was apparent as we viewed our housing choices in town, the local men ogled at both of you, like famished men staring at a free meal. Admittedly, Laine and Collette made a striking pair. If seeing one beautiful redhead was something rare, then seeing two was a once in a lifetime experience, something to tell the Grand kids. Some of the men smiled at Collette in a leering, familiar manner and a few made comments under their breath as we passed. The looks I was getting made me feel like a had.