We had great fun doing "fantasy sex" and had always been very honest with each other about our likes and dislikes. Lynn knew, for instance, that I had... had sex with guys two or three times in my teens both alone and in bisexual situations. I hadn't had much inclination since so put it down to over active hormones at that age. She had never had any real inclination towards having a woman present in sex which had limited our fantasies somewhat as I would have loved to screw her and another woman. "How about a glass of tea?" you ask."Sure, that sounds great," he replies, and takes the tumbler from your hand. He downs half in one gulp, then smiles broadly and says, "Do you mind if I take off my shirt?" Not at all!" we say in unison. He unbuttons the front and slips it off his shoulders. His muscular abs are clean-shaven and sculpted perfectly, and he is sporting a small heart-shaped tattoo over his right nipple. A slight bulge is appearing in his pants, especially when he looks at my. " Again, Kairi only nodded. As if giving further proof of how deeply he knew she could be offended, his eyes dropped from hers. The words needed to come out perfectly, and it was with a heavy sigh that he said them. "Why did you do it?"She was taken aback, unable to understand how that question could offend her. "What? Dance?" No, no." He shook his head, releasing another uncertain sigh. "I could see why you did that. There was more passion in a single movement of your body than I could ever. "I could wake up like this for the rest of my life," said Peyton with a content smile. She snuggled into my chest and sighed."Do you want to shower with me this morning?" I asked."I'd love that," said Peyton, her eyes widening.Peyton was suddenly awake and bouncing out of the bed."Gotta pee," announced Peyton.I watched her naked form in front of me as she disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door. After a few minutes she bounced back out of the bathroom. I was sitting on the bed, still.