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It was very obvious the effect this situation was having on the both of us. The tight satin material rubbing against my cock every time I moved was making it very hard to concentrate on the job at hand.When we were done, I started placing the tools and jack under the passenger seat. I had been so distracted by the stranger, that I totally forgot about my shorts. As I bent over the back of the Jeep to put the tools away, I felt his hands firmly grasp my hips. I froze in disbelief at what was happening.He leaned over, pressing his chest against my back and he whispered in my ear, “Just relax….you know you want this…just relax and enjoy it.”I then felt him pressing the front of his flimsy shorts against my rear. I could feel his hardness through the thin satin material of my shorts and the thin almost sheer material of his.I felt my legs spread a little….I was doing it….I could not stop myself! I then felt his hand between my shoulder blades pressing me gently, making me bend over just a. She had a face like off of a fashion magazine. I remember thinking, andI thought this way all the time with girls: "I wish I had the confidenceto go over and talk with that lady."But I did not have too. She saw me and came over. She said, "Freddy?Freddy Tasker?"I said, "Yeah".She was smiling at me. Like she knew me.Then I saw those eyes. They were beautiful eyes. But I guess when youplay ball you recognize people by their eyes. You know, when you are ina huddle and everybody has the same helmet on, and with the grille andeverything, you look across and you recognize people by their eyes. Asit happens, no amount of mascara and other stuff could mask those biggreen eyes. Just make them bigger."Hadley?" When that question just plopped out, I thought how stupid Iwas. This could be the single most embarrassing thing I have ever done,and I have done plenty of those. It seemed so stupid that I should callthis beautiful lady, Hadley."It's Hannah now," she said.Now plenty of guys.
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I certainly had in the past, but of course I would never have done anything about it. That evening I sat back and enjoyed watching her cook. She is about five foot four, slimly built and with breasts still pert - no k**s of her own yet, and the way things were going, what with her track record with useless men, that wasn’t going to change any time soon. Oh well, that meant she had the tits of a twenty year old, and my did they look good. “Ready” she said - and I joined her at the breakfast bar. A simple pasta dish, but quite delicious. “Do you want a glass of wine?” she said. “Better not, I replied - I’ll be driving later” “That won’t be for ages - oh sorry,” she blushed, very prettily, “ I was presuming that you were staying - you’ve already done loads too much” “No, no I said hastily. “Of course I was planning to keep working - I’ll have a glass of wine if you will.” “Oh good” she smiled, “I’m dying for one”. She slipped off her stool and swished passed me, to the fridge. Her.

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