As Rollie pulled the towel down lower to show more of his scar, he exposed a lot more than he intended. A little line of brown hair ran right down his belly from below his belly button. Now that Rollie had pulled down the towel Susan could see that his scar would eventually run into his “happy-trail”. Susan unconsciously licked her lips, as her fingers traced the newly exposed portion of Rollie’s scar.

“Oh lord is this man sexy,” thought Susan.

Susan knew she wanted Rollie from the moment he had stepped out of his truck. She was thrilled he had invited her to his place until she could get her car fixed. He’d offered her his coach for the night, though she was sincerely hoping that he would soon offer her his bed instead. Although she knew her own desires, she wasn’t sure of Rollie’s.

Usually Susan was cocky and confident. Sure of her good looks Susan was not afraid to use them to her advantage. And yet Rollie unsettled her because he was so hard to read. He wasn’t like most men, who swooned over her. He had checked her out, yes, but had otherwise made no advances.

Did he feel the same desire she did? Susan wasn’t sure.

Just then Susan felt something warm and smooth against her hand. She looked down to see Rollie’s cock had grown hard.

“Oh sweetie,” she thought, “that is all I needed to know.”

She slowly moved her hand over the towel, resting it firmly on Rollie’s growing bulge. A shiver ran through her as she realized the massive size of the cock she gripped.

“Looks like you have more than just a scar to show me cowboy,” Susan said, smirking up at Rollie.