When I know someone is watching, it's like every move I make becomes a sex act.By then the neighbor guy has his pants off and I get a good look at his...wagging hard-on. He has a pretty big dick (that I'll probably end up sucking one of these days) and when he starts to stroke it I can usually see his balls swinging, even from this far.If I want to go all the way I strip off my thong and spread my swollen pussy lips with my fingers and show him some pink. That's when I start getting super wet.. She requested a system boot, but the ship did not respond. She shivered again as an icy blast hit her; the wet clothes offered no protection at all. Of course! She had locked it to prevent anyone from entering without her knowledge. She had left the electronic key with her uniform upstairs in the bedroom of the cottage. She stamped her foot. Things are getting better and better!She cursed her stupidity. Ever since she had been on this awful planet, nothing had gone right. She crawled under the. I planned to invite her to a movie for a second date. Instead she and I had a long talk, through one of my classes as a matter of fact, about her personal version of hedonism. Essentially she believed that each person should seek his or her own pleasure, but seek it by offering pleasure to others in exchange. This discussion was so engrossing that I forgot my mundane purpose of asking her to a movie.The next time I saw her, I asked her to a dance. In the fast dances, she was a pleasure to. I was a little more at ease since she had seen me in the motel and knew the wife liked me being seen but was still a little nervous being like that at work. She came in and I asked what she needed, she came over to my desk and said she had some reports that I needed to sign. She stood in front of my desk and asked if I could sign them since they had to be turned in first thing Monday morning. I told her sure and asked why she was still at work, she said because the reports had to be finished.