We both know you get a boner at the sight of pretty women at the beach. So what gives? Let’s give ourselves a break and try something exciting with ...someone else.”By someone else, she had meant some girlfriend of hers. I had warmly encouraged her on many an occasion to go ahead and get it on with her. But she was adamant that she wanted me to be a part of it. Especially given how this girl, Ashlee, was pretty in a way Jen knew I would be attracted to, and because she was on board with the idea. I still wasn't sure what to make of this honestly, I mean I'm not too sure that anyone is 100% heterosexual, but it sounded like she just needed to talk about it.“Do you think you are attracted to women Samantha?” I asked.She got really close to me and whispered something to me.“I don't know, I just looked at her for a couple minutes and then my pussy got wet,” Samantha whispered in my ear.Then I had a stunned look on my face, I mean could she be a closet lesbian? I was a lesbian, but I never. "Of course!" I said. We leaned in and kissed eachother passionately on the lips before I took her hand and led her into my living room. We both sat on the sofa beside eachother, crossing our legs."I've really missed you." I said, playing with her hair."Yeah? I've missed you too. We've had so many great times together." Mmm-hmmm. Like all those years ago when we were two little boys, exploring each other's bodies." Little boys? Honey, we were in our final year at high school!" Jane said as we. He welcomes it, pulling me as close as our bodies will allow with his hand between my thighs. “Fuck,” I whisper and he bites hard on my shoulder. I gasp, and an “Oh my God,” escapes my lips. He moans and brings his mouth to my ear. “Shut up, Chanel. You’re making this hard when you talk like that.” And it sounds like some kind of warning - some kind of sexy warning. Confused by his comment, I had no idea my words were of any effect. But now I’m curious. “What do you mean?” I ask softly and.