As I tied the bottom of the suit, I reasoned that Stephen and I could sit by the pool and discuss what happened. Deep down, I knew that I wanted to di...tract him with my cute ‘surfer girl figure’ while we talked. I knew I was playing with fire, but I could not help myself.I went to find Stephen downstairs. He was in his bathroom. I could hear the water running in the shower. I opened the door slightly, “Stephen, are you in there?”“Yes, Miss Cindy. I’m in the shower.”I smiled as I realized that. Manny got up but very timidly, unlike Peter who was aggressive Manny seemed afraid to join her. I didn't mind thinking that she was going to let him do her back and I was turned on and feeling no pain.Manny walked to her but was still not making a move, she must have sensed this and took matters into her own hands saying "you First" as she pulled him under the shower to wet him. She then pulled him out a little and to my surprise starts with both hands (one with bar of soap in it) to wash his. Debbie's unrelenting charm and casual glances my way left no doubt in my mind we were each thinking the same thing. This girl was hot enough to melt the sun and had a natural sexiness that was no doubt coming to a boil after years of relative neglect being alone for so much of her day. I could only imagine how much pent up sexual energy this woman contained. My mind was racing and my crotch was throbbing. It was hard for me to resist telling the cabby to stop at the nearest hotel so Debbie and. Aah he was so strong. I pushed him and made him sit till the train left. I could see his dick rise. I was horny. My nipples were hard and he could see them protrude from my t-shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra and that is why I wore a leather jacket.He could control no more. He called me towards him.. I went and sat on his lap. And we smooched. He was squeezing my boobs and I was biting his lips. He removed my t-shirt and just stared at my boobs. He was touching them this time, not squeezing. He.