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She had left with the dawn on Friday morning arriving in the city mid afternoon. Knowing her boyfriend, Justin, would be at work until at least six, she showered to expunge the smell of horses and the ranch and sprayed her favourite perfume quite liberally around herself and the apartment. She didn’t bother to dress while she waited for him to return. Each night she Skyped him at around six and he was home so she expected him to at least come home for a few minutes even if he planned to go out with friends. She wandered around the apartment naked, not bothering to close the blinds, imagining that someone would have to be in an equally tall building with binoculars to see her and if they went to that much trouble they earned the disappointing peek at her nakedness. She knew she was far from the good looking models in magazines that men lusted after. She was in contrast, short and slight despite her wide hips and average breasts. She cupped the pink tip globes thanking her mother for. I was awakened by my neighbors, a young attractive couple. They introduced themselves and I explained why I was only in my briefs. They said it didn't matter, the balconies had quite a bit of privacy and they understood.The next week I repeated my same actions and laid for awhile in the sun. On Sunday I heard one of them also tanning. As I was getting up to go inside I decided to say hello. Tammy was laying out by herself and had taken off her top. I apologized for seeing her and expected her to be upset. "Not a bother' she said, I like to tan all over.This went on for several weeks. Some weekends I WOULD SEE HER TOPLESS OR COMPLETELY NAKED AND SOMETIMES i WOULD SEE TAMMY AND Jim.After about three months, Tammy invited me inside. For some reason I knew this was coming. She had on a robe and she was careless about keeping it tied. After a few drinks she fell into my lap and I knew what to do then. After kissing and groping, I stood up and placed my cock at her mouth. She took it like.
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I don't think I would do that, but then again, I never thought I would wake half naked beside you after a drunken evening."I smiled."I would guess you were about seven-eighths naked," I said. "That thong was pretty tiny."Danni flipped me off."You know what I mean," she said. "I won't say I haven't pictured waking up that way with you before. But the circumstances that led us there were far different in my mind. In my original scenario you weren't tricked by a drunk when you were vulnerable."I sighed."I wasn't tricked by a drunk and I wasn't vulnerable," I said. "I wasn't sober. I won't lie about that. But I was aware of who I was with and what I was doing. It was my idea to go home with you. I remember the taxi ride to your apartment and I remember us rushing to get our clothes off. I don't remember much after that. But I remember that I was as eager as you were. Most likely I was more eager."Danni smiled her wonderful smile."It's nice to hear you say that," she said. "Honestly, I.

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