EXTRACT FOR
Abducted By A Flasher
(Anna Mann)

Minutes ticked by, and Andy strained his hearing for sounds of movement outside. She was taking her time and his frustration began to mount. Every few seconds he slipped a hand inside his shorts and gave himself a little squeeze or tug, he wanted to be semi erect when she arrived, too soft and he probably wouldn't be showing much, just wrinkled foreskin peeping out at her, too hard and it would look obvious and set up, he wanted to sit opposite her, his legs parted slightly, with the head of his meaty cock just showing against his thigh. He wanted to see the moment she noticed, he wanted to see if she would stare at it, or just peep from time to time... he dreaded the thought that she might spot it then purposely look away and not look again.

And I'll soon know he thought as the sound of the back door opening carried through to him. "Hello?" he heard her call over the sound of the television but pretended not to hear.

"You look relaxed!" she laughed as she stood in the doorway while Andy went through his Helen, you shocked me routine.

"Judy mentioned you might stop by, but to be honest I forgot!" Andy offered an apologetic grin and swung his legs off the sofa as Helen took the armchair opposite. Now Helen, take a look at this! Inside he chuckled, it was a major leap forward, knowing she had seen a photo of his hard cock was nice, but knowing she was about to look at it... live and exposed was something completely different. Steady on he added silently as he began to harden at the thought.

"Judy said she'll be delayed, so you can either wait for her here or she'll catch up with you later." 

Helen looked at her watch and nodded. "I'm not in a hurry this morning, if it's okay with you I'll wait a while."

Andy smiled and nodded. "It's absolutely fine with me... fancy a cup of tea?" He had tracked her eyes, and like magnets they had been drawn... before she suggested she wait. And that has answered all my questions he chuckled silently as he wiped the end of his cock on her mug, smearing the rim with a thin coating of the pre-cum that had begun to ooze the second she locked her eyes on his display.