I suppose it is the nature of hot sunny weather to inflame the libido of both men and women, whether or not that is the case there were certainly some inflamed libidos on that day when several of us sat in Pete and Hannah's flat, hardly moving and perspiring gently.
As with many occasions in the past we remember the memorable parts, the lead up to those memorable parts sinks into the mire of lost memories.
Which is a high faluting way of saying I have no memory of what lead up to us sitting around doing nothing, us being Pete and Hannah, as already mentioned and Mandy, my other half, and myself.
Fill the next however long with soft sighs, muttered words and occasional slurps of wine. Until that is, Hannah declares that she is much too hot and would be a lot cooler without cloths. Well go on then mumbles Pete, take them off then.
There follows a long silence broken only by the palpable tension coming off Hannah who finally says that she would be a bit shy sitting there with no clothes on surrounded by dressed people.
Eventually Mandy stands up and hesitantly unfastens her skirt and staring intently at faces looking for a bad reaction slowly lowers it down over her hips.
There is a deathly hush in the room as she stands there slightly bent forward holding the top of her skirt round her knees. Her face the colour of a beetroot, shy, after all she is only about 18 years old.
I break the tension by quickly whipping my tee shirt off and with that gesture both Pete and Hannah start to undress until all four of us are naked as the day we were born and all sitting in as modest poses as we can manage while all looking slightly embarrassed and not speaking.
Hannah breaks the impasse, sighing, she leans back spreading her arms across the back of the sofa, parting her legs slightly and wriggling down in her seat.
With that, Mandy who is sitting on the floor with her knees up to her chest relaxes and stretches out on the floor while Pete and I unhuddle our selves and cease trying to hide those very obvious erections.
Hannah doesn't seem to be able to keep her eyes off my hard on, I can almost feel her eyes boring into it. Mandy comes across and sits on my lap whispering in my ear that it's her dick and she won't have anybody else looking at it, half laughing, half serious. Ah get off I tell her, you're much too hot and so saying I tip her to the floor and stand up. Hey Hannah, I say walking across the room, you want to have a look do you, and stand there with my legs inches from her knees.
Her eyes are like saucers as she stares at me and slowly her hand reaches out to grasp Pete's tool which is as engorged as mine. I can see from her eyes that though it is Pete's tool that she has in her hand, in her mind it is mine. The thought of that makes my erection so hard that it is almost vertical, almost touching my stomach and getting very wet.
