I couldn't believe that I was still as hard as a rock. I couldn't understand why I was so excited at something that hurt so deeply.I grabbed a beer, d...owned it in gulps, then I sat at the table with a second beer and tried, with little success, to sort out the confusion in my head. By the time Kim got home that night I had at least regained enough presence of mind to act normally, even if what I was thinking and feeling was so abnormal.She came in dressed in her normal jeans and shirt. She had. Course, Simon knows I'm fucking Tash on a regular basis, which only makes it more exquisite.) 'Bet he'd love to be doing what I'm doing right now, ' I whisper in her ear, hand snaking under her skirt. Natasha shifts her position to make it easier for me to fondle her. She's getting wet, I can feel it. 'From the look on his face I'd say you're correct there, ' she giggles.'What, is he watching?''You know he is, honey. He's green, the poor thing!'I glance over and, yep, Simon is indeed looking. I walked awkwardly, not wanting my penis to pop out of its restrained position, although, considering how focused Eric was on his computer screen, I probably could of stripped down and done a river dance, my hard dick bouncing in front of me and he wouldn’t of noticed.I jumped onto my bed and lay down, Liz joining by my side.I suppose I should describe both of us, shouldn’t I?Well, since most of you are probably focused on Liz, I will describe her first.She stood at about average. We finish our cool local beer and start looking for a few local sights that I could photograph for I have my Pentax slung over my shoulder. The cool interior of the local museum beckoned and we decided to go in a have a quick look around. On the first floor up a few stone steps was this 9-inch high marble statue of an ancient Greek girl kneeing down and it looked like she was washing her hair. For every after, that's what we called her although she was probably doing something else. It was so.