Me and her didnt have sex that much but her and her new fella were at it alot. He would always have love bites or scratches every other day. She even ...hanged. She started to dress more sexy and showing off her amazing figure. But what my me instantly hard was when she bent over in work one day and was wearing a lace thong. My mind went wild as I could only imagine what they get up to when no ones watching.One day I was invited round to a house party at her house. We shared a friends group which. He'd gotten to do some oar trips, and had one more trip to go -- starting Sunday -- before his season ended. Once that wrapped up he was going to head back to his folks in Denver for a bit, and after that more or less had a winter job set up somewhere in Colorado as a ski instructor. Scooter envied him that a little; while she was a fair skier and snowboarder, she wasn't anything like good enough to be an instructor, which cut out that possibility for the winter. Besides, it was cold, and if. Don't you want to see our new cars?" Suzanne asked."If she only knew what's so important," I muttered as we reluctantly halted our discussion and got out of the car.They were like two kids at Christmas, honking their horns and tuning their radios to the same stations. We admired the cars, but not with half the excitement Mr. Oldham and Suzanne showed.Suzanne's car was silver with red leather interior. We opened the doors and took long whiffs of the new car smell, looked at the engines and. She admired his muscular thighs and wondered how it would feel to have them moving between her long legs. It had been more than a month since she had enjoyed a man, a fellow from work who was abrupt and smelled bad, a mistake.Above her in the back bedroom, her fifteen-year-old daughter was doing much the same thing, looking out the window and staring at the sweating boy and thinking how she might get him into her bed and body. She licked her lips as she studied his glistening chest and muscular.