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Toys for Two

... "Well, thanks!" She said with a smile. "I just work out here at home; I have a few exercise videos that I use. It's probably not as effective as joining a club or something but I can do it whenever I have time." "I would guess you find the time often enough," I ventured, then cut off any further comment worried that I had spoken my fantasy life too far into reality. Heather blushed slightly then responded, "Well thanks Brent. I do what I can." Then with a provocative change in her tone she added, "I'm glad you noticed, it's nice to be appreciated," then turned to reach something in the cupboard. As she reached high in the cupboard her shirt was drawn up and I had a great view of that perfect little bum snuggled into her tight shorts. I couldn't help but stare at the gentle curve of her backside and how the spandex defined the cheeks of her ass. I've always been an ass man, and more than once I have stared at Heather's gorgeous backside in awe. The spandex she wore now was a treat however, and I could not break my eyes away. I was mesmerized. Then as she turned her head to me I was also caught. Heather was looking at me as I stared at her ass. As quickly as I could, I looked up to her face but we both knew I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar so to speak. Her expression showed no anger or embarrassment though, a mischievous grin actually spread across her lips. I wanted to say something to relieve the tension I felt and retain some dignity, but she beat me to ...

... it. "Yep, it sure is nice to be appreciated,” she repeated with a giggle. I'm sure my face was blood red with embarrassment, and I stammered to say something. "Um, um..." I felt like an idiot. Heather laughed, "Don't be embarrassed, Brent. If it bothered me that you were looking at my ass, I would have told you long ago. This isn't the first time I've seen you do it you know." “Really? Oh, um sorry. You must think I'm some kind of a perv. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.” "Oh Brent, don't worry about it. If it bothered me I would have said something. It's kinda flattering actually. Besides I have been ogled by men since I was a teenager. I never felt threatened by you or anything so relax. Now, I can't speak for Grant and Terry mind you, they might have a different opinion. Since Grant is in Europe he can't say much right now though," she grinned, then added, "Where is Terry tonight?" "Just left for the hospital. She's working tonight," I added my mind still racing. "She reminded me to cut the grass before she left." "Ahh," Heather replied, "you came to borrow the mower, and here I thought you had just come to visit,” she pretended to whine. "Well, the lawn isn't that bad," I replied, matching her grin. "Oh good! It's been way too quiet around here with Grant gone. Would you like a drink?" "Sure, whatever you're going to have," I responded as I slipped off my sneakers and followed her toward the den. As she led the way down the hall she reached behind her with both hands and ...