‘Though Helen would have worked as well,’ he said. ‘Yeah,’ I said wryly. ‘For Penny.’ His brow wrinkled for a moment, then he shook his he...d at me fondly, but didn’t speak. The dance floor began to get crowded and our bodies moved closer together to accommodate the couples surrounding us. My heart was beating so fast I was sure he’d be able to hear it. The song was coming to an end and I inadvertently held his hand a little tighter as if that could slow down time. I felt his hand travel up my. Zamora came out of the house. She saw him and yelled, “Hey Rob, do you want some lemonade?” “Yes, I do!” “Come on over then and Ill fix you a treat” Lemonade was not the idea of a treat he had in mind. What he wanted was to suck and fuck her massive tits! Of course that is what Mrs. Zamora had in mind, as soon as she saw Rob! He followed her into the house. She was wearing an ankle length house coat, which completely hid her considerable charms. Mrs. Zamora did not have her arms in the sleeves. I was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a pull-over t-shirt with the word “Sexy” emblazoned across the chest. Alex took out a large wrench and started to turn on the shower head connection. A quick shot of water sprayed from the connection pipe. Alex turned and remarked, water dripping off of his face, “Perhaps I should turn off the water before I proceed.” He grabbed a funny looking wrench from his tool chest and quickly disappeared. A few moments later and he stepped back into my master bath,. This guy could snap me in two, and he wasn't even that muscular. He was well toned, and was covered by a simple red jock, but the bulge of his cock was clearly visible. It was part question, part tease as he let me know I could touch, and I made myself touch him. I wonder what he was expecting, but I ended up touching his chest, his arms, his thighs, just feeling them. Could I like this? Feeling how hard actual muscle was in comparison to my thinning arms made me feel utterly inferior. Time was.