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Her hands were across her chest as the warm water continued cascading down her back. She was blushing, and now that the curtain was back in place, she found herself grinning. Hearing Don breathing just on the other side of the curtain was exciting. He was a handsome man. She didn’t care he was twenty-five. Neither did she care that he was Preston’s friend. Every day the two guys were hanging around the house, Sarah would secretly watch him. She was always attracted to him, but he never seemed to pay much attention to her in that way...“Um. Okay. I’ll, I’ll wait in the kitchen for him.” Don managed to stammer a few words. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was right now at the sight he had just seen. Of course, he had seen her several times in her bikini, but seeing her nipples instantly made his pants uncomfortable. Don slowly walked out of the bathroom and shut the door again. The water flowing over her and falling over her stomach to her perfectly shaven mound…Scolding herself. We must have drunk a twelve pack of beer between us that night, and after we killed the last two, the campfire was now reduced to glowing hot embers. As we sat close to each other by the fire, Bud looked at me with a soft, drunk smile and proceeded to tell me that he was falling in love with me. Buzzing pretty good from the beer I responded that I was falling for him too. I was in love with his body from the very first time we sucked each other at my house a month earlier. So here I was with this guy of my dreams telling me that he was falling in love with me. Wow, I was in awe. I had landed a stud that had the hottest body and whom I had great sex with, perhaps the best of my life. I leaned over closer to him and we kissed a deep, hot passionate kiss that lasted for at least ten minutes. He was in love with me and I was definitely falling for him hard core. Kissing and embracing by the glow of the embers, with the star filled sky above us was a moment in time I’d remember.
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