.” there was no mistaking the quake in her voice. “I haven’t been laid since the last time we did it.” Then she saw the need to add: “I’m ...ne horny bitch. I know I’m a fucked up weirdo, but I need you in me, Steve. I mean, why else would I be calling you up at this hour?”“That was a while ago, Gabby,” he replied softly, recalling that night and how they’d fucked.“I know” she whispered helplessly, coming back into his arms and kissing then nibbled at his jaw and ear before and exhaling moistly. “Well you’re awesome kid. Really hot.” I stared at the floor. “You don’t recognise me do you?”I shook my head and mumbled an answer. “I don’t look. Dirtier that way.”“Wow, that’s hot. Bit dirty are you?”“A rotten slut.” I couldn’t believe it came out my mouth. I hadn’t intended to say it, it happened like an automatic reaction. My cock started to grow again. This conversation, this situation was arousing me. It was wrong, and I could get into so much trouble, but I couldn’t stop myself.“Wow.. . nothing really.His neighbors often came over to swim in his pool and Paul thought nothing of it.. until now. Amanda dropped her towel near a pool side chair and stepped lightly to the edge. She looked across the pool and caught Paul staring at her. He could swear she stood there extra long before she dove in with hardly a splash. Paul watched her sleek tanned body glide full length under water and surface just to the left of where he was laying.As she shook the water from her hair he. " Yeah," her husband nodded, "the way you used to be... B.S." Why, Ray Denham, hush your mouth!" his wife giggled."I wasn't referring to the common expression 'bull shit, '" he said loftily. "I meant 'before sex.'" What were you planning for dinner?" Lauralee changed the subject, "I hope you didn't go to a lot of trouble." No, not at all. The salad's in the refrigerator and the baked potatoes are finished and in the warming oven. It's just a matter of putting the steaks on the grill." Hmmmmm,".