So Jenny got up, topless, and got two cold ones. I mean, without batting an eye, just swinging in the breeze. She gave one to Bill, and came over with...the other. She teased George, "Hey guy, don't burn your hand in there." He had his hand thoroughly buried inside my sweater, squeezing my tit as he stared at Jen's bare ones in front of his. Jenny leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. Then she actually reached down and squeezed his hand through my sweater."Don't let him leave bruises. It's hard. All the signs were there. I wondered if her hubby ever even noticed! I was thinking about how much I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her hard, first in the pussy then in the ass. I could just tell she wanted to be ass-fucked. She looked up like she knew what I was thinking. If she had any idea what I was thinking, I am sure she would be stuck to that seat! I was pondering the idea of meeting her somehow and getting her name. Maybe I could call her and get her out to lunch or. Okay? I sat there and just stared at Mr. Keller standing there in his robe. Yes, sir. But I . . . I paused. I dont have any money. Dont worry about that. Ill take care of it and it will be my pleasure. Sir, may I ask a question? Sure anything, Mr. Keller answered while standing in front of me. He was no more than a foot in front of me. I was looking directly at the spot where his cock was and at the hem of his robe and then I looked up into his eyes. Why are you doing this? Why dont you just. He just had to know what was going on with George.Even with every fiber of his being screaming at him to turn around, hisneed to know overrode his impulse to leave.By the time the dread filled friend was at the bedroom door, his heartwas racing and sweat was running down his face. Derrick felt so cold ashe went to open up the bedroom door all the way. He knew this was themoment of truth, yet wanted to stay in ignorance. The want of the blissof not knowing could not hold back his need to.