She asked me how I know to do that, so I said that's what I do when I get cum all over my clothes. Duncan pounced on that remark (he's quick!) and ask...ed if that happened often. I knew he was fishing, so I told him it happens sometimes, and that I like my sex the same as I like my coffee, strong and often.Ha! Good comeback eh?Duncan didn't seem to be put off though and reckoned he was my man if I wanted it often, then started telling me how fit he was due to his weekly gym sessions. While he was. "I'm looking to laid to tonight, Bruce, which dress should I wear?" A huge cheesing smile came across his face as it turned bright red. One of his hands in nonchalant fashion covered up his cock. A small grin came across my face as his eyes went to my dresses and looked them over for a minute. His eyes closed and head and hands began motioning around. "I, I, I, think, they all, would be, great, on you." "Why don't you put them up to me and see how they look?" He looked down at them again and my. .I saw you this morning...while you were jacking off." He blushed, "Oh. Haha, yeah..." "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to spy, but I couldn't help myself." "Sara, haha, it's ok." "Are you sure? Cause I feel really bad, and if you want me to--" He smiled, "Would you stop. Really, it's ok." Relived, I kissed him on the cheek. "So, you hungry yet?" He playfully tickled my tummy when he said it. "Yes, I'm starving!" While we ate our lunch of Devin's gourmet PB&Js I thought about how I got so turned on. You released it and continued lower, softly cupping my balls in your hand, tickling the area just beneath them with your fingers. As they tightened from your touch, and your hand found its way back to my hard cock, you began to stroke it lovingly. I lay there enjoying the feeling of your body against mine, your hair brushing my chest, your hand gently and slowly stroking my cock. My heart began to beat faster. I started to run my fingers through your hair, letting them gently touch your cheek.