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- Debra was a friend of mine at work. She was one of those ladies that all the
- guys had to roll up their tongues after she passed, and knew it. Most of the
- time she dressed to kill, and even when she didn't she caused heads to turn.
- When she moved into her condo, she asked around for help moving her furniture,
- and when the day came, nobody else but myself and my partner Bill showed up,
- driving Bill's old pickup.
-
- Deb and Bill got into a fight after all the heavy stuff had been moved,
- and he took off in the truck and left us with her little station wagon
- and a ton of things to move. We finished about 11:30 in the evening, and
- sat around for a while sipping beer and comparing notes on the "so-called
- friends" who promised to come and help and hadn't. In the process, Debra
- came up with a list of things that people had promised to do for her that I
- took on.
-
- Early the next Saturday, I showed up at her place with all the tools
- and supplys that I would need to take care of her list. Debra left me
- the keys and went out to take care of some shopping.
-
- I had finished off most of the list by the time she returned, and was
- busily putting the finishing touchs on a deadbolt when she came out of
- her bedroom dressed in a black string bikini and said that she was going
- down to the pool and to join her when I got done.
-
- Now I hadn't come prepared to go swimming, and all I had was the clothes
- I was wearing (a ratty Tee shirt and a pair of shorts), so when I got down
- to the pool, I told her that I couldn't get in. She said to empty the
- pockets of my shorts and dump my tee and just get on in, she would dry
- the shorts for me later. Being a married man, and not much at fooling
- around, I joined her and we mostly drank beer and yakked.
-
- Then Deb removed the top of her bikini, leaving her marvelous tits bare
- to the world with the excuse that she wanted to get some sun on them. I
- managed to sneek a look at them whenever I could and she wasn't hiding
- them, until this old geezer started screaming across the parking lot
- "YOU JEZEBEL, YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR TOP ON!" As he advanced on the pool, Deb
- grabbed her top and asked me to help her get into it quick, then sunk
- up to her neck in the water. When the old jerk came into the pool area, she
- stood up and meekly asked him what he was talking about. He ranted and
- raved so much that we decided to give up and go inside.
-
- Once inside, we had a giggle at him and Deb removed her top again,
- complaining that she may have gotten too much sun on her tits. Then
- she got me a towel and told me to give her my shorts. Twas a very strange
- feeling, sitting there in only a towel with this topless goddess, trying
- not to stare at her tits while keeping my dick in its place. We ran out of
- beer and started in on the bottle of rum she had in the kitchen.
-
- After about an hour, Deb suggested that I go take a shower to clean the
- chlorine out of my hair. Showing me the guest bathroom like I'd never seen
- it before, she left me with soap and said she would return with some shampoo
- and to go ahead and get in. I started washing myself off, when I was joined by