He's pretending he isn't, but I know he's watching me. I lie back on the cushion, my fingers slipping under the edge of my swimsuit. The combination of sunshine and Rioja has made me both horny and daring; my nipples strain against the fabric as my fingers stroke my clit. He stands on his balcony, oozing masculinity and experience. He doesn't know it, but I'm imagining how he'd feel inside
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