Authors Note: This is part of a series and is built on characters and settings from previous chapters.
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The morning after returning from the wedding reception I still felt hung over, and surprisingly horny given the amount of sex I'd had Saturday night and Sunday morning. To a large extent, much of it felt more like a dream world than reality, but at the same time even thinking about either Tina or Amanda's bodies had my cock growing. I was pretty sure that if I went into the shop feeling like this, I was going to end up fucking Tina's brains out, and that was something that I thought I might need to avoid, at least for a day or two.
She sounded quite disappointed when I called in and told her that I wasn't going to be in. I could easily work on the shots taken at the wedding from home, and I knew there wasn't anything on the schedule for today.
After a quick and chilly trip to the car in just my PJ pants, I hauled my gear into the house and pulled the camera cards from the bags, including the one Tina had shot at the reception with the Cannon. I plugged that one into the reader first, interested to see what she had captured.
Much of the beginning of the card was pretty normal stuff, people dancing, the DJ working his station, random pictures of the reception room, including an interesting one of the dated disco ball over the dance floor. As the shots progressed I noticed a distinct change in the dancers. While most of the crowd had gone by that time, I was still surprised at how blatant many of the couples were in their...dancing. Several women had their partners hands up their shirts or dresses, and in exchange seemed to have hands down pants. It wasn't until a series of shots of the bride taking off her dress that things really started to get hot. Before long there were any number of couples half dressed, and a few completely undressed, on the dance floor. It was pretty obvious that a few were outright fucking on the dance floor as they danced.
Between the images of the sexy women being undressed and the memory of Amanda, my cock was standing erect to the point of demanding attention. I was just about to put on a porn video and stroke myself to relief when the doorbell rang.
"Damn." I muttered to myself as I got up and headed to the front door. I opened the door to find Donna, my next door neighbor, standing on the stoop with her coat pulled tight around herself.
"Hi Scott," she said cheerfully.
"Hey Donna. What's up?"
"Well, would you believe I locked myself out again?"
"How did you do that?" I asked, rolling my eyes. This was at least the third time in the last month that she had done that, and she had yet to hide a key outside someplace.
"I just ran out to the mailbox to drop a bill in for the mailman to pick up. When I came back the door had closed behind me," she said with a pained look. "I'm really sorry, but could you help me out again?"
The last time she had locked herself out I learned that I could jimmy her bedroom window open and get in that way, saving her from having to get a lock smith to open the door for her. "Yeah, sure. Come on in," I said, holding the door open for her.
"Thanks! It's freezing out there," she said, as she stepped in.
"Yeah. Well, you got a coat on at least," I said, following her into the living room after closing the door.
"Not much more than that," she said with a shake of her head.
"Oh? Running around half dressed?" I asked with a wicked smile.
"I guess that depends on what half you're talking about," she said jokingly. Over the years we had teased each other a bit, verbally, and on a few occasions I had caught her sunning herself topless in her back yard. There were few places for anyone to see into her yard past the tops of the pines that lined the outside of the security fence, but somehow she managed to find just the right spot that allowed me to see her from my bedroom window. I had often wondered, since she came back to the same spot over and over again, if she were picking that particular sunny spot deliberately. She had small breasts with nice little puffy nipples that seemed to become engorged every time she put more tanning lotion on. If she hadn't been married I might have been tempted to do more than just enjoy the view she afforded me.
"Well, let's see, there's a top half and a bottom half. What other halves are there?"
"Well.... I got slippers on...and a hat. Is that half?" she asked with a giggle.
"Donna. If you're naked under that coat I'm going to refuse to get you into your house until you take it off and show me," I joked.
"Ohhh Scott. You wouldn't do that! You're way too nice for that kind of blackmail," she answered with a smile.
"I see. So you are naked under it?"
"For me to know and you to find out," she said, sticking her cute little nose in the air mockingly.
"Hmmmmmm. Well then, I guess you can just hang around here until your husband comes home," I joked, dropping onto the sofa and putting my feet on the coffee table while I looked over at her.
She turned around to face me and froze. It took me several seconds to follow her gaze to see what she was staring at, realizing that it was my hard cock which, having slipped out of the fly of my pajama pants, was sticking in the air completely naked. "Damn," she whispered as she stared at it.
"Oh. Sorry," I said quickly, trying to tuck it back into my pants.
"Don't be sorry on my account," she said, taking a small step toward me before stopping again. For a moment I thought she was going to step right over and grab hold of it, but then thought better of the idea. "Looks like something has you...um... you know."
"Horny as hell?" I finished for her. It was really against all better judgment. In fact, it was poor judgment altogether. I'm not completely sure why I was even thinking about it let alone doing it. Instead of tucking it into my pants, I lifted my ass slightly off the sofa and pushed the PJ pants down my ass, sliding them down my thighs. The action slid the material along my now bent over hard on until it slipped free of the opening in the front, flipping up and slapping loudly against my bare stomach, leaving me naked from about my knees up and my exposed cock poking into the air, bouncing slightly with each beat of my heart.
"Wow," she mouthed, her cheeks turning bright pink as she blushed, but her eyes never leaving my hard cock.
"Well. Now I'm half naked too. So wanna open your coat and show me?" I coaxed.
"Um. I'm not really naked under here." She answered quietly. "I was just teasing."
"Oh. Oops." I said, moving to pull my pants back up and feeling a bit like an idiot.
"Oh No...don't. I mean, you don't have to..." She said quickly as I started sliding them up. "I mean it's your house. You can wear or not wear whatever you want."
It was clear she wanted me to leave my pants down, but at the same time a bit embarrassed that I had so easily pulled them down. "So... does it look like you expected?"
"Like I expected?"
"Uh huh. All those times you laid out topless with your fingers playing with your pussy through your bottoms." I said, feeling a bit bolder again.
"You saw?"
