He was wearing chinos and a shirt and with him he carried a bouquet of lilies and a couple of bottles of wine. ‘Heather!’ he exclaimed, almost bre...athless. ‘You look lovely.’ For a moment it looked as though he might kiss me, but then he turned around and asked where the kitchen was and if I had a cork screw so that we could have a glass of wine while we cooked. The magic was broken and I wanted to cry out to him. Did he want me or didn’t he? I put him to work and he was soon chopping away like. I started to get instantly hard whenever I saw her and had to be careful not to let her notice that I was harder than Chinese arithmetic when I hugged her. A few times, I thought she might have actually rubbed herself against my hard-on while we were hugging but dismissed that as wishful thinking.We had both gone to bed one Friday night and I was lying on my bed stroking my cock, building up the pressure slowly. I was fantasizing about that large body again and how I wanted to touch it, taste. I just couldn't resist a quick kiss on the front of her thong. She jerked in surprise at the touch of my lips on her tiny garment and I heard a little hiss come from her mouth. I looked up to see her smiling down at me. It was the most wonderful sight I can ever remember. I gave her lower leg a little upward tug to indicate that she should raise her foot out of her jeans. As she did so I quickly slipped off her sock then proceeded to do the same with her other foot. I tossed her jeans on top of. We put down two sleeping bags and spread them out and threw some blankets on the floor and a couple of pillows. During the day we had drank a few beers but were just a little buzzed and tired. We both laid down on our stomachs facing the TV. We talked back and forth about the day and our future.Then Wendy said "there is something I wanted to tell you" What is it?" I asked not expecting what would follow"I think I'm gay, and I think I love you" she answered"what? how do you know?" I askedShe.