I was alittle jealous. I liked rubbing her tits in my hands--thry were so soft and I pinched the hard nipples gently between my fingers. She did likew...se, but we never went further. That night our combined attention was on my brother Nick. We were wild with fantasies when he went into the bathroom to shower. How I wished we had doors with keyholes. He came about a half hour later wrapped in a cloth. We was wet and looked beautiful. "I dare you to do it," Holly goaded me all during that. ” We were past the main course but dessert hadn’t come out yet. The hot chocolate was so smooth I wanted to marry the cook, but he was married, ugly, and seventy years old, so ... maybe not. Jennifer was dressed and ready when my motorcade pulled up at her little house. She carefully locked the front door, checked to make sure she had her keys, and then hopped in the back seat with me like riding in a class one security motorcade was just another thing she did every week.Charger crawled across. Peter."Peter! What brings you here?" He flashes his kind, boyish smile and stands beside me, his eyes following my gaze, which is on a bumblebee circling my yellow rose bush. I like Peter. He has been my son Jack's best friend for many years and ever since Jack's father died, Peter has visited us almost everyday. He is a wonderful young man."I had some time on my hands Ms. Gardner. I know Jack hasn't been home a lot since...you know. So I figured I'd give you company." That's awfully kind of. "And I have an idea," I added. I led her to the edge of the pool, about halfway to the deep end. I could stand here but she needed to hold on to me. I turned her around so she rest her arms on the pool deck. "Put your pussy up against the jet," I said. "Let it hit your clit."She squirmed, letting the jet rush over her. "I've done this in the bathtub before," she said. "But what about you?"
I pushed her bikini aside, angling myself so that I could enter her from behind. She grinned as she looked.