A little of this, a little of that

"Oh," she says standing up. She absently mops her neck with the wet towel. The perspiration droplets disappeared, but the sheen remained. I swore I could see her pull her blouse open further, exposing her bra almost to the straps and definitely showing off more black lace at the cups.

"We do a few things for fun. Drink, watch movies, get high, fuck strangers, go bowling, dare each other to do some crazy shit, skinny dip..." she said, cutting off her own sentence by biting her lip. Her eyes flashed with lust as she smiled.

"Work half naked!" came a shout from the kitchen; the chick working the grill had a husky voice and would probably have made a hell of a lounge singer. I immediately thought of what she might not be wearing in the kitchen and my thoughts were cut off.

"Any of that sound like fun, mister?"

I swallowed hard and my cock threatened to rip through the jeans.