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lingerie, draped herself across the
sunshine-warmed chaise.
    It was a cool fall afternoon, and he saw her
nipples, hard and shadowed through the thin fabric of the bra. Had
he ever seen anything more arousing than Julie laid out like his
own personal sexual feast? He didn't think so.
    But letting her relinquish control was only
part of the experience he’d planned for her today. She'd wished on
her list for an outdoor encounter, and what was the big draw of sex
in the great outdoors, but the danger of being caught.
    On the other side of the privacy fence, he
heard the slam of the neighbor's French door.
    Right on time.
    “Just trim around the hedges today, Justin,”
Mrs. Pennington said from her courtyard next door.
    He watched with satisfaction as Julie
realized just what he had planned for her.
    “Matt,” she said, her eyes going wide as he
moved toward her, “I'm not sure if...”
    “What's wrong, Jules?” he asked, reaching out
to move a lock of hair behind her ear. “Scared?”
    But what he saw in her eyes wasn't fear, but
excitement. Her fear wasn't for the situation, but fear of herself.
Fear of what she wanted. He saw her square her shoulders, pressing
out those gorgeous breasts, and gave a silent cheer. Atta girl,
Jules.
    “No,” she said, not breaking his gaze. “No,
I'm not.”
    “Good.”
    Next door, the yard man began to whistle. His
off key tune carrying to them on the wind.
    He knelt down beside the chaise, and pulled
her around into a sitting position, her legs open and tucked up on
either side of his hips.
    “Let's get this party started,” he said with
a grin.
    ***
    Julie felt her heart beating like a three
alarm fire bell, her body already tightening in anticipation of
what Matt had planned for her.
    When she'd put outdoor sex on her list, she
hadn't really thought the concept through. After all, there weren't
all that many places in the Birmingham area where an outdoor tryst
was legal. Not that that stopped the couples who hooked up in
Rushton Park across from her apartment. But then, she had no wish
to have her picture plastered across the local newspaper as someone
who'd been busted for public indecency.
    It hadn't occurred to her that Matt's
invitation to lunch would end up with them naked outdoors. Hell,
she hadn't really gotten beyond her surprise about what they'd done
against the cubicle wall last night.
    But now, sitting out here in the afternoon
sunshine with only a few scraps of cloth between her and his hard,
hot body, she wondered what had kept her locked indoors for so
long.
    Feeling the sun on her skin was arousing in a
way she'd never dreamed it could be. Though her underwear was
something akin to a bikini, she hadn't worn an actual two piece
bathing suit since her childhood. But there was nothing childish
about how she felt about the man before her.
    “Take off that pretty underwear of yours,
Julie,” Matt said, a thread of command in his voice that should
have pissed her off, but instead excited her.
    With a nod, she complied, reaching behind her
to unfasten the bra, while Matt, impatient, tugged her tiny bikini
panties down and off.
    “Much better,” he said, his gaze not on her
face, but on her exposed sex.
    Having his gaze on her was at once arousing
and embarrassing. In her uber-feminist college days, she'd examined
herself with a hand mirror, but wasn't all that impressed. She
wasn't ashamed of her body, but she wasn't quite sure why men found
female genitalia so arousing. As far as she was concerned it wasn't
all that interesting—except of course insofar as it was able to
give her fabulous orgasms. But that was less about looks than
biology.
    “Gorgeous,” he said, pulling her by the legs
to the outer edge of the chaise, and finally looking up into her
eyes. “Know what I'm gonna do now, sweet Julie?”
    Unable to speak in the face of such open
desire, she shook her head.
    “I'm going to put my mouth on you,” he said,
against her ear. “And I'm going to