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   "Jesus," she thought, "talk about obvious." She grabbed a tube of suntan oil and headed down to the pool. Larry stopped his mowing when he saw her, his gaze transfixed on her as she walked, almost naked, to a lounge chair. She spent long minutes sensuously rubbing oil on her body, feeling Larry's eyes on her. When she made eye contact with him, she slowly parted her legs and rubbed the oil up the insides of her thighs. She was getting turned on, and the strip of fabric that covered her slit was darkening with wetness.

   "Ten o'clock in the morning, and I'm a bitch in heat," she thought. She tucked her lotion in the front of her suit, got up and sauntered past the grinning maintenance man. She walked slowly and deliberately to the steps that led to the basement, and she walked down them without looking back.

She stood in his room and stripped off her bathing suit. There was just something so nasty and forbidden about this that it excited her. Being naked in this dingy room, in the middle of the morning, waiting for a man to come fuck her-she loved it. She pinched her nipples and drew her fingers through her wet slit-she was ready.

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