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a post, a flash, and a friend. A story that was in

Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: cvilleguy74, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

dropped the shirt, grabbed and lifted both her breasts and gave them a little shake. She made herself laugh with that move. She put her arms down, twisted a little from side to side, smiled, waved and closed the curtain. That was that. Two opportunities, one pic and one real life set. Not bad for an ad I didn’t think would really work. I picked up my phone to send a quick reply. “thanks a ton, really made my night.” I also mentioned the lead singer of the band and wrote that I’d bet he’d have loved to have a glimpse of those. I pulled out of the space, and drove home. I sat at my computer and checked my e mail again. The hotel girl had replied. “Eh, I usually went for the guitar player, lol. You’re welcome, glad I could let a little loose. Have a good night!” I opened the email from my friend. Her pic was sitting there, attached to the e mail. I couldn’t help but click for the preview and take another look. I suppose I know better than to send a late night e mail, but that didn’t stop me. I hit reply and started typing. “Hi Jessica, it’s Andy. I’ve decided to come out clean with you on this. Obviously it was me who posted the ad and I was there to meet you in that parking lot. I don’t know if you’ve figured this out as we went thru the evening and you hadn’t gotten a reply. I just didn’t want to make a deal of it at the party tonight. Clearly we both have our secrets. I wouldn’t want anyone in my group to just know that I use that site, even just to see some stranger’s ... chest, but I’m telling you it was me because I already know it was you. Your pic automatically downloaded on my phone, but I deleted it. As far as I’m concerned we never have to mention this encounter to anyone or to each other ever again. I am up for talking about it at some point though, if you ever want to. Just let me know. Andy” I hit send, and immediately started to second guess my decision to send that email. Too late. I was getting tired, so I headed to bed. The next day, I received a reply. “Hi Andy...after a slight bit of embarrassment, I decided to write back. I did panic when I saw you pull up. You were so quick with the “are you lost” question, I put it aside and then had the realization after I sent my pic that it really may have been you. You’re right, we do have our secrets. Your ad made for a quick thrill, I thought I’d give some guy the satisfaction and be on our way to the bar. We’re becoming pretty good buddies I think. It’s ok to know that about each other. I appreciate you deleted the pic. We’re becoming pretty good buddies though and maybe one of these days we can have a conversation about what lead us to that site. For now though, I’m taking back my offer to meet you today, and you’re just going to have to wonder if I would have actually flashed you had you come clean yesterday ;) Thanks for understanding and your secret is safe with me. Jess” So there is it, my reply from a friend that I’ve hung out with probably 100 times and never once thought she’d ...