Well, look, I'm human. And in those jogging shorts, he looked good. I even fantasized about taking something over and going through his back gate and ...catching him naked out by his pool getting an all-over tan and offering him a handjob. Slutty thoughts? Well, yes, they were; like I said, I'm human. I even dreamed about coming in his back gate and pulling off my clothes to straddle him in the bright, warm sun. I did begin to dress a bit differently when I knew I would see him and started. Still in a slightly unconcious state, I listened but was still unable to open my eyes. That's when I heard a second voice, that of Peter, whispering to you "shhh, you'll wake him". I didnt stir, I layed there in the dark listening and very slowly cracked my eyes open. You were laying on your back next to me with the blankets at your waist, your breasts exposed. On your other side was Peter. From what I could see with the blankets at that level he was at least shirtless. Your legs were obviously. " Ignored and forgotten, I stood there.I listened to the two women babble about their lives. Dick Johnson came in and he knew Melanie from when the two girls had been friends many years ago. Apparently, Melanie's family and the Johnsons had lived side by side through high school. At some point Melanie's family moved away and the friends had lost touch. This was complicated by both girls getting married and changing their names.Dick called me into his office and asked me questions about Melanie.. “Let’s go up to the hayloft,” Becky said, nodding her head in that direction.As they climbed the ladder to the loft, she got a good look at Colton’s tight ass. She felt a hunger in her loins, knowing she’d soon be pulling that ass toward her. Hard.Becky crawled toward Colton once they reached the loft.This will be worth it, she told herself. I’ll get laid and save Aimee’s wedding. She pulled down Colton’s open jeans and gawked at his cock.“Wow. It looks even better close up,” she said, pouring.