Greg set one of the chairs and a trashcan down next to me.“You might as well get comfortable and don’t forget to drink some of this Gatorade befor... you get too thirsty. I’ll get the vacuum going while you’re doing that.”I was making short work of the skimming. I noticed I wasn’t even getting that thirsty.I was just about finished when I heard, “Dammit ... Dammit ... DAMMIT!”I looked over and noticed the vacuum-head had come off the pole. Greg was trying to stab it with the pole to get it back. Whitman,’ Rod said. ‘Would you mind if I stopped by your house later this afternoon?’ ‘Why no, I…I guess that would be all right,’ the woman said. ‘I’ll be over in an hour, if that’s OK,’ Rod said, feeling his heart rate increase. ‘All right, officer,’ the woman said. ‘I’ll be waiting for you.’ ‘I bet!’ Rod thought. He finished his paperwork, called his wife to tell her he’d be late again, then he got in his cruiser and headed for Mrs. Whitman’s house. Exactly an hour after he made the phone. She accepted and then she sat with me as we demolished the menu. I had raw and oysters Rockefeller, clam chowder and scallops. She was with me through the oysters and chowder, but went with the salmon for dinner. She was not fat at all, but enjoyed her meal and we all had a good time. We had some drinks after the meal and then Craig, Angus and I shared a cab back to the hotel.Angus and I were going to have a drink in the bar and we invited Craig to join us. We ended up with a bottle of port.. A very horny puppy!As soon as she got in, she walked up to the couch and laid back, spread her legs and told me to put my cock back where it belonged! When I got close the couch, she said that I first needed to finish my dessert. She spread her pussy lips and told me to enjoy my dessert. She did not have to ask me twice for the chance to lick her wet pussy. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed my mouth to her slit, I ran my tongue up and down, tasting her wetness before finally settling.