‘You look pretty good washed up. Show me your legs.’ ‘Is that what a gentleman would ask a lady?’ ‘No never, but those honorifics exclude us....’ She ignored everyone around them and slowly pulled up her loose skirt. ‘How far?’ ‘As far as it goes.’ Still calm, she pulled her skirt right up until flattening against the mounds of her stomach and breasts. Guys were peering behind Willis when he said, ‘Great legs and immensely pleasurable stocking tops and yes you are wearing something almost large. But tell me, Ryan, do you like me enough to have sex with me? Mom told me that most men aren’t hung as well as Grady, and I was thinking that if you have a smaller cock, then maybe we could fuck without it being painful for me.”I was stunned by her brazenness, but shouldn’t have been surprised, after hearing her story and knowing what a slut her mother is. My moral compass was spinning out of control, and I was so attracted to that girl that I did want to have sex with her.But I tried to at. Just out of curiosity. I sat there, staring at it, willing myself to start the car again and drive home, when it opened.Antony's head peeked around the corner. The smile that creased his face when he saw me waiting for him found its way between my thighs.Okay, I told myself, taking a deep breath. One coffee. It couldn't do any harm. Talking to him again at close quarters would make it all the sweeter when I returned home and fucked myself while imaging him pounding my brains out.I left the car. As you can imagine it was very awkward when we all got together, however those times were very infrequent. Matthew and I and Stacey have hung out enough times to hear stories about Matthew's wife. His wife is not very fond of Stacey either. As a result Stacey has always seemed to have a unique dislike for Matthew as well but tolerated him because he was my friend. Because he was around so often, Stacey was very comfortable around him and wasn't afraid to joke around and speak her mind - mostly.