"You know what, Jake. You look silly with just your shirt on. Take it off. If you do, I'll reward you." Jake had no idea what that meant, but he was more than happy to comply. His chest was his best feature. He'd worked hard on it. He took off his shirt and flung it on top of his boxers. Then he resumed stroking himself.

Peggy had seen him without a shirt before, at the beach, and probably other times as well, but not recently. She was sitting back down now, admiring the view. "Wow, Jake. Have you always looked that good? Damn. Okay you deserve this." With that, she...