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Did he have a pudge-hard-on for her, she wondered. It would be a good bet.Snickering darkly, she waved her fingers and turned sideways to let him observe her in profile. God, she wished her breasts were bigger. Was he disappointed? She never took her eyes off him. Turning back after an interminable fifteen seconds, she smiled wanly, waved her fingers again and spun closed the blinds. Then she began to laugh, and didn't stop laughing for a long time.You are out of your mind. She perched on the edge of her mattress, slowly shaking her head, wondering what the fuck she'd just done. It was 4:40 now, and her mom would be home in two hours. Her dad was out of town on business-Cleveland? she wondered disconnectedly-so no worries there. Her brother was away at the beach.Exactly where you should be, she told herself moodily.Why had she exposed herself to that dork? He was an eighth-grader, for shit's sake, a lard-ball ... he probably beat off in his shorts every night imagining her. The wife was at work as they arrived, Peter and Paul were 35 and 37 respectively, they were both best friends and were also married, they’d been friends since they went to school together almost 25 years ago and had set up their decorating business over 20 years ago.As they came into the house they’d set up and were papering away, after a couple of hours I went into the room and asked them if they wanted a drink. They replied “A couple of coffees would go down nice thanks”. Peter came through to the kitchen and asked if he could use the toilet, I motioned upstairs and up he went.When he came down I was stood in the doorway talking to Paul when Peter put his hands on my hips and brushed past me, I must admit my cock twitched. As I made the drinks I took them into the conservatory and handed a cup to Peter, he took it and placed it on the windowsill. As I turned to Paul he said “Put it on floor will you” as I bent down Paul ran his hand over my ass.I stumbled and was on the floor on.
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