if he didn't care an iota about
them, and that he wanted to have me right there. Just then, his
towel dropped, and I could not help but glance down at his
rock-hard cock sticking out towards me. My eyes grew, and it was
then that he realized the towel had fallen off.
In that instant, I knew what Trey
looked like completely naked, and I was going to need another hot
tub session.
I turned and started to walk, no run
down his walkway, as I heard his taunting flirtatious voice call
out to me. "One more is always invited. Tammy and Tawny wouldn't
mind."
Tammy and Tawny. Pha-lease. With the
right woman, you only need one. I shook my head of the internal
verbalization that is clouding my judgment at the moment. I had to
get my mind wrapped around work not around Trey's cock. Which, was
beautiful, by the way. All smooth and trimmed. He had a vein
pulsing out, calling my name as I took those few seconds to glance
at how gloriously endowed he is and how muscular his legs are. I
was screwed. And, if I had any mojo at all, or containment about my
feelings, I might have just walked right back there to prove that
Tammy and Tawny were not the women for him. It would only take me
to turn his world so raw he would not be able to think of the twins
again.
I could not focus on work. I could not
enjoy the hot tub. The weather was hot, and I decided I needed a
late-night walk along the beach. I grabbed my small handgun out of
the safe and tucked it into the back of my shorts. I pulled my top
out over it and started to walk the dark lonely beach alone. I had
taken self-defense classes, but I wasn't stupid either. It took the
wrong man on a dark beach with ocean waves blocking the senses to
be taken by surprise. Three years ago, a woman was raped not but a
mile down the beach, and that was all it took for me to make sure
it wasn't me. Just like, I needed to make sure that Trey did not
continue to infiltrate my brain with his magnetism and allure. I
needed to avoid interaction with him to ensure my career stayed on
track. He was already pounding in my brain, not to mention that my
pussy ached for his cock with every visual I revisited of him
gloriously naked.
The walk turned into a slow run, and
before I knew it, I was back at my stairs leading up to my patio. I
undid the lock at the gate and walked towards the backdoor. Just
then, I heard something. I pulled the gun out and aimed it towards
the noise.
"Jennifer? Are you back there? It's
Trey." The rattle of the locked gate came next as I stood there
thinking that this could go one of two ways. One being the
avoidance tactical move that I had figured would be my best
advantage, but just hearing his voice and remembering what he
looked like naked, well, that second choice took over. I set the
gun safety on and let it relax at my side as I called out to
him.
"Trey? What brings you to this neck of
the woods?" I let my voice tease as I punched in the code to unlock
the gate. I pushed it aside and there on the other side of my
eight-foot white metal privacy gate was Trey. Looking just as
delicious as when I left him. Only now, I could smell the aroma of
a fresh shower and a distinguishable man shampoo. 'Wise idea.' I
thought to myself. Even though I was not sure that this meeting was
going any further than a talk. However, if it did, I did not want
the smell of sex from the twins to ruin our first
encounter.
"Well, Jennifer? You greet all your
guests with a gun in your hand?" His voice teased, but his raised
eyebrows and enlarged eyes staring at the gun let me know that
perhaps he should take me a bit more serious.
"I was out for a walk on the beach.
Can never be too safe. Come on in. Can I get you a beer, glass of
wine, bottled water?" I turned and walked to the sliding glass
door. I punched in the same code to get inside the house. I reached
to my right and punched in a security code that let the alarm
company know I was the one opening the gate and back door. I
strolled over and set the gun on
them, and that he wanted to have me right there. Just then, his
towel dropped, and I could not help but glance down at his
rock-hard cock sticking out towards me. My eyes grew, and it was
then that he realized the towel had fallen off.
In that instant, I knew what Trey
looked like completely naked, and I was going to need another hot
tub session.
I turned and started to walk, no run
down his walkway, as I heard his taunting flirtatious voice call
out to me. "One more is always invited. Tammy and Tawny wouldn't
mind."
Tammy and Tawny. Pha-lease. With the
right woman, you only need one. I shook my head of the internal
verbalization that is clouding my judgment at the moment. I had to
get my mind wrapped around work not around Trey's cock. Which, was
beautiful, by the way. All smooth and trimmed. He had a vein
pulsing out, calling my name as I took those few seconds to glance
at how gloriously endowed he is and how muscular his legs are. I
was screwed. And, if I had any mojo at all, or containment about my
feelings, I might have just walked right back there to prove that
Tammy and Tawny were not the women for him. It would only take me
to turn his world so raw he would not be able to think of the twins
again.
I could not focus on work. I could not
enjoy the hot tub. The weather was hot, and I decided I needed a
late-night walk along the beach. I grabbed my small handgun out of
the safe and tucked it into the back of my shorts. I pulled my top
out over it and started to walk the dark lonely beach alone. I had
taken self-defense classes, but I wasn't stupid either. It took the
wrong man on a dark beach with ocean waves blocking the senses to
be taken by surprise. Three years ago, a woman was raped not but a
mile down the beach, and that was all it took for me to make sure
it wasn't me. Just like, I needed to make sure that Trey did not
continue to infiltrate my brain with his magnetism and allure. I
needed to avoid interaction with him to ensure my career stayed on
track. He was already pounding in my brain, not to mention that my
pussy ached for his cock with every visual I revisited of him
gloriously naked.
The walk turned into a slow run, and
before I knew it, I was back at my stairs leading up to my patio. I
undid the lock at the gate and walked towards the backdoor. Just
then, I heard something. I pulled the gun out and aimed it towards
the noise.
"Jennifer? Are you back there? It's
Trey." The rattle of the locked gate came next as I stood there
thinking that this could go one of two ways. One being the
avoidance tactical move that I had figured would be my best
advantage, but just hearing his voice and remembering what he
looked like naked, well, that second choice took over. I set the
gun safety on and let it relax at my side as I called out to
him.
"Trey? What brings you to this neck of
the woods?" I let my voice tease as I punched in the code to unlock
the gate. I pushed it aside and there on the other side of my
eight-foot white metal privacy gate was Trey. Looking just as
delicious as when I left him. Only now, I could smell the aroma of
a fresh shower and a distinguishable man shampoo. 'Wise idea.' I
thought to myself. Even though I was not sure that this meeting was
going any further than a talk. However, if it did, I did not want
the smell of sex from the twins to ruin our first
encounter.
"Well, Jennifer? You greet all your
guests with a gun in your hand?" His voice teased, but his raised
eyebrows and enlarged eyes staring at the gun let me know that
perhaps he should take me a bit more serious.
"I was out for a walk on the beach.
Can never be too safe. Come on in. Can I get you a beer, glass of
wine, bottled water?" I turned and walked to the sliding glass
door. I punched in the same code to get inside the house. I reached
to my right and punched in a security code that let the alarm
company know I was the one opening the gate and back door. I
strolled over and set the gun on
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