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Sheila Gaines poured a dollop of suntan lotion into her palm and began to smooth it over a long, shapely leg. Appearing intent on what she was doing, Sheila stole a glance or two toward the kitchen window that overlooked the back yard and this end of the pool.
Sam’s watching me again. He’s probably jerking off too, she thought then, and a perverse thrill went through her as she pictured him standing there, naked, a fist running up and down a sensational cock.
Sheila knew there had to be a rule somewhere which dictated that she must confront Sam and direct him toward more correct behavior. But she knew how attentive he thought she was, and how difficult it could be for males that age to control their bubbling, horny urges. Besides, he was probably only going through a phase. He would be fine once school got under way and he met some girls his own age.
Lounging back in the chaise, finished with oiling her legs, Sheila spread lotion on the dainty roundness of her tummy.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.