At around 3 pm, Ted decided it was just too hot to continue plowing and asked if I wanted to go for a swim with him. About that time, Mike showed up, ...with a big thermos of cold water and we drank greedily from it. I told Ted that a swim sure sounded good and together the three of us went down to the pond. The pond was in an isolated area and the willow trees gave some privacy for weeping branches touched the ground like an umbrella. The three of us went under one of the trees and stripped off. He had a meeting with Laura, his editor, the next day and he still had more than half a chapter to write for her. Not to mention, being in a cabin in the middle of the mountains meant a long drive down to the metropolis. "Maybe I just don't have it anymore" he mused, as he twiddled a small clip with his hand. Laura had even been so kind as to loan out her grandfather's cabin to see if he could concentrate more, but he felt just as helpless as in the chaotic metropolis. He decided a walk was in. Tentatively reaching out, I inched closer and closer. Less than an inch stood between my hand and my lover-to-bes manhood before I felt its heat. Entranced by it, I closed the gap and wrapped my fist around it. A soft moan escaped me as I felt the heat from the shaft against my palm. A shiver of delight ran down my spine and I actually began to look forward to my first sexual experience. I focused on the member and a smile curled my lips when noticed its tip merging from my clenched fist. My. He was dressed in black jeans and a black leather jacket."Okay, kiss me again," instructed Sharon. "And this time stick your hand up under my t-shirt." What?" blurted Danny in surprise. It wasn't everyday that a hot, busty chick asked him to grope her tits like that."We can't let him suspect who we are," explained Sharon. "We've got to maintain the cover."Danny reached up and pulled Sharon's face back towards his, covering her mouth with a hungry kiss. After all, he might as well make the most.