Either one wouldn’t be happy to catch him peeping so he quickly walked away. That sad little thrill, seeing her still in a blouse with an old fashioned bra that showed less than the average bikini top, was enough to give him wank fodder for weeks.
Picturing her continuing, dropping the blouse, and letting the skirt fall to the floor, taking off her bra and…
“Austin, what would you like to ask Emily?”
Hannah’s voice, another thing that drove him wild, because there was a smoky rasp to it that whether she wanted it to or not, had an undeniably sultry quality to it. A made for phone s*x voice if he’d ever heard one and he longed to hear it in his ear whispering sinful things to him.
“Oh,” he looked to his left where Emily sat on one of the end two chairs with Rachel, the other girl in the
