Me and my work buddy stella, totally had a fetish for smelling a man's shirts. We only sniffed shirts from hot guys. But as soon as my klndergarten co... was out the door we both stuck our noses in his uniform tops. We were totally getting wet from the smell of his sweat, deodorant, cologne and pheremones. We could sit there and nearly rub ourselves against the counter smelling his shirts.Finally, our boss Marion said 'enough you horny bitches, get back to work.' Every afternoon at two, I. Nor did he ask me my real name. I didn't tell him much about myself except that I was from Kansas. I was wearing a wedding ring.I asked, "Where are you staying?" On the beach for the last two nights. Beneath the third pine tree on the left."I laughed. And yawned. "I can't stay awake. I really have to take a nap." Could I see you later?" he asked. "That is truly a fetching top," he added. My bikini top was gapping open again."I need to buy one that fits." I adjusted the cloth to get my tits. .."And with that, he leaned forward, reaching out.I didn't know if he was going to kiss me, fondle me, tickle me, or what, so I yelped, "Stop!", and Luke's face went from a smile to a sourpuss, as he arose and quietly went back to work.My heart dropped the moment I realized what I had done!What was he going to do that was so bad? I'm so naíve, I envisioned Luke ravaging me, forgetting that his uncle would kick the shit out of him!Suddenly, my mind was awhirl in thoughts of sex with my. She giggled that tickles. Want me to stop? I said. No, it feels good. She went on to explain that since she had begun to show her pregnancy more that Harold was hesitant to hold me. I said I had heard that some men have a phobia about being intimate with the pregnant wives, especially in the latter stages of the pregnancies. God, Harold is one of them. Sometimes I almost want to scream to him to just hold me. I began to kiss her knees, then began to slowly move up her legs. Dont, dont, I have.