“David!” It was Dawn. Of course, who else? My parents wouldn’t be home for hours-it was only ten in the morning.

“What?” I called, trying to sound impatient. I tucked my paper back under my arm, grabbed a can of insect spray off the shelf and opened the door.

She was standing there in a white bikini, the flesh of her breasts spilling over the top. My cock, with barely enough chance to wane as it was, jumped to life again at the sight.

“Jesus, Dawn!” I made a face. “Put some clothes on.”

“It’s gonna be sunny and warm all day.” She put her hands on her hips and drew my eyes there. “I’m spending my time catching rays!”

“Whatever.” I stepped out of the shed into the fresh air.

“What were you doing in there?” She smirked, peering into the dim shed.

I waved the insect repellant at her. “Big-arse spider out on the patio table.”

“Sure there was.” She moved toward the lounge chair where she had spread a towel. How long had she been out here, I wondered?

I put the can on the table. “There was. It’s obviously crawled off somewhere. Maybe it’s on your lounge chair.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. “Quit being such a pain in the arse. I’m in a good mood and you’re not going to spoil it.”

Dawn positioned her chair, looking up toward the sun as she did, and then crawled on. Her bikini bottoms rode up between her cheeks and I flashed on the picture inNaughty Bits that I’d found the writing on-her arse up in the air, cum sliding down her slit. I sat down at the table, putting the paper in my lap to cover my erection.

“What’s got you so perky?” I scowled.

She was lying on her back, now, and she lifted her sunglasses to look at me. “It’s my first day on holiday, you git! Two whole weeks off work!”



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