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Back in Post #347 I wrote about a former girlfriend and her cousins. Read that for the background. This is the second story.

Story #2 – Angie’s Story
Like I said, Angie was sweet, just awkward. Looking back now, I realize she was probably just inexperienced. Her mother was divorced and I’m sure she was overlooked and ignored by high school boys. She had no idea how to relate with a man. I was probably the first guy she spent any time with. I was her experiment.

Pat tried to prepare me for her, but she still caught me by surprise. I first met Angie and Tracy when I came by to take them all to the beach. We unloaded and spread out on a popular section of beach. I had barely gotten my shirt off and sat down on my towel before Angie was there offering to put lotion on my back. I met her less than an hour before, was dating her cousin who was sitting right next to me and she was the one to put lotion on me. I really didn’t need it, but it felt rude to try to stop her. I looked at Pat. She just rolled her eyes. She wasn’t happy, but wasn’t going to make a deal out of it. I acquiesced and she made sure that my back was covered and rubbed in extremely well. She kept on until my back was dry and I finally had to tell her that I thought I was sufficiently lotioned.

Things changed the second or third weekend they came down. As usual we went to the beach, but the wind was up and we were getting blasted with sand so we snuck into one of the hotel pools. I kept noticing that Angie wasn’t just staring at me, I was used to that, she was focusing on my crotch. I was wearing a new pair of swim trunks. They were light tan and really clung to me when I got out of the water. I was so used to pulling them away as soon as I got out I hadn’t noticed. I’m not sure why I did it, but the next time I got out of the pool I let the trunks stay clung. The girls were all in lounge chairs so I walked straight over. One the pretext of needing a towel to dry my face I maneuvered where I could stand right next to Angie where my crotch was a foot or so away at eye level.

Like I said she was not subtle and her eyes were locked on my outline. I shouldn’t have teased her but I couldn’t resist. I announced that I was going to the hot tub and as expected, she wanted to go too. I made sure she went in first and I went to sit across from her. I immediately claimed it was too hot and I would have to ease in so I sat up on the edge. I situated myself where she could look up my shorts. My trunks were lined so she couldn’t actually see anything, but she seemed to be thrilled she was getting to look.

After that, any time I was around she found a reason to be there as well and tried to sit close to me. Pat started making me sit in a single chair or on one end of the couch against the armrest making sure she (Pat) sat next to me. To me it was more humorous than annoying. I admit, I also looked for reasons to take my shirt off in front of her. Actually in front of all of them, but Tracy averted her eyes and Pat ignored me, after all she had seen naked often enough. Angie really enjoyed it though. One time I came out in just my underwear. I was a tighty-whitey guy back then and I thought she was going to fall out of her chair when I went by. I didn’t go naked any of those times but as I found out, Angie had taken some initiative on her own.

Because of our work schedule, Pat and my “dates” were based on when we were both available rather than what we did. If we both had afternoon shifts we would meet for breakfast or lunch. Or catch a matinee movie if working nights. Once we met at 4 am at an all-night diner. I was just getting off from the bar and she had to be at work at 6. Sex was very much the same way. It was based on opportunity so it was all hours. We were restrained at first when the cousins were in town, but after a while they were just part of the décor. I figured they would respect our privacy, but I didn’t figure on Angie. I realized this one day when I came to the house when Angie was there. Pat hadn’t made it in from work yet and Tracy was in the shower. She invited me in and out of the blue told me “You are really able to make Patty Ann happy.” Angie and Pat’s grandmother are the only one who called her Patty Ann. I told her “thank you, I try.” It sounded odd at the time and I was thinking Pat may have said something about being happy. I knew it wasn’t necessarily apparent. Pat and I had an intense relationship. We fought a lot. Mostly due to her insecurities, but I think sometimes we fought just so we could make up. Then it dawned on me. We had a fight the day before and had serious make up sex late that night. Pat was well satisfied when I left, but I couldn’t imagine she said anything to Angie. That left only one option.

Pat’s bedroom was at the end of a short hall. It shared a small bathroom with her mother’s room (we both still lived at home), but her mother worked two jobs and had a boyfriend so we didn’t see too much of her, especially when the cousins were there and they used the other bathroom so we didn’t worry about that bathroom door. I thought about the night before. If she had snuck in from Pat’s mother’s room she would have had a great view of my ass, balls and dick as it rammed in and out of Pat. The bathroom is at the foot of the bed and our makeup sex involved a lot of kissing so missionary on the top of the sheets. That night I wanted to give her a different view.

I was on my best behavior so no fights and we ended up in bed. We had a while so I took my time. Through the foreplay I kept looking over but didn’t see her. I was beginning to think I was wrong. Still I put Pat on top and positioned us where I could still see the bathroom door. I was getting into it and almost forgot about my peeper then I saw some movement. Yep she was watching and I was determined to give her a show. I kept an extra night light on to make sure she could see. Pat was already close so we kept on. After she came, I told her to move so I could do her doggy. I got up and stood on the side of the bed so Angie could have a really good view of my hard on before I positioned Pat and reentered her. Standing up I could really get into it. I had never had an audience that I knew of before and I did really get into it. Pat almost ripped the sheets grabbing them so hard and stuffed her face into a pillow to muffle her orgasms. She came twice more in that position then I did. As I was standing there still inside her I heard a moan from the bathroom. I chuckled to myself that I was able to give two women orgasms that night. I stayed in Pat as long as I could and lay down beside her still spooning. As we caught our breath she asked “what got into you tonight?” I gave a non-committal grunt then she said “well I hope it gets into you again”. I laughed again and figured I had better since we would probably have an audience.