“Here.” I put the bottle next to her chair.

“Ta,” she smiled. I turned to go and she grabbed my arm, lowering her voice. “Come on, David. Don’t be mean. Stay and keep me company. Pull up a chair and soak up some sun.”

I pulled a lounge chair over next to hers and adjusted it. From this vantage point, I didn’t have to worry about her seeing where my eyes were going-and they were running-up and down the lengths of her legs, over her full hips and soft belly, toward the rise of her breasts. They lingered there, watching her breathe, and my cock felt like it was going to burst. I was going to have to take a very long shower.

She picked up the bottle, uncorking it. “No glasses?” She turned to smile at me.

I shrugged. “You want me to go get some?”

“I don’t have the lurgy.” She took a swig and held the bottle out to me. “Here.”

I grabbed the bottle and took a taste, making a face. I wasn’t much of a drinker-the stuff tasted awful. I handed it back to her.

“Aren’t you hot?” she asked. “Why don’t you strip down to your pants?”

I flushed. If I stripped, she might see my erection. She slid her sunglasses down her nose, raising her eyebrows.

“Come on, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before you know.”

I shrugged, unbuttoning my shirt and tossing it over on the table. I stood to undo my jeans, and I saw Dawn’s eyes move to my crotch as she took another swig of wine. She handed it to me, and I took a long swallow, my eyes burning. I took my time, willing my cock into submission. It partially worked. I pushed my jeans down my hips, stepping out of them and laying back on the lounger wearing just my boxers.

She handed me the wine again, and I drank some more, starting to feel the effects already. My head felt lighter.