She fought it for a while but then realized that she actually liked the attention she was getting. She started to get some wonderful feelings as his h...ands started to fondle her breasts through her wet shirt.Without a word being said, they moved inside so they could continue to make out as their clothes started disappearing. Standing naked in front of each other, he kissed her breasts and then started to finger her wet pussy, which was now as wet as her tee-shirt. It felt magical as he pushed. . When at the car, Thomas leaned me against the side door and asked if it would be alright to join me inside for some friendly conversation to which I consented and we both got into the front seat. No sooner had I closed my door then Thomas was on me, stroking my breasts and kissing my neck. My hands then glided up his sides and in one tactful movement his shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his muscular chest. He responded to this as I had hoped, by depriving me of my top buttons as well, his lips. Alex was always quieter than me and never had as many boy friends, so she often came with us to the movies, or out on a picnic, or to parties. Then on New Years eve last year Rob and I decided to hold a party at our house. It was very successful, and a lot of people turned up. Alex met a nice guy and was dancing with him most of the evening, but when it was all over, I found her by herself in the bathroom in floods of tears. They’d had an argument about her going home with him, and he. Loungers, a fridge, a telescope, a grill the size of a small car and a large table and chairs were scattered artfully around the large space.Niiice. You could practically live out here in the summer. Wait, a telescope?Intrigued I crossed to it. It was a large one, on a stand next to the guard wall. I didn't move it, just peered through. Immediately an apartment in the building opposite came into sharp focus. I chuckled delightedly as I debated whether Mr or Mrs J was the voyeur. Maybe it was.