She imagined herself On a beach of white sand.Her fingers massaged,Rolled, danced and caressed,As her nipples stood tallAtop her firm breasts.She roll...d them in circlesThey tingled with glee.Then in slid a fingerNot one, two…but three.Her wetness surprisedEven her just a bit,And back moved her fingersOver her clit.She continued the rhythm,Inside and out.Biting her lip,To prevent a shout.But out came a sound,A long sexy moan,And she opened her eyesMaking sure she was alone.Satisfied in. “I’ve just been over at Ron’s. Unless the baby doesn’t like the smell of tea.” I smacked my lips distastefully, thinking of the warm leaf water. Bleah!“Ron ... the handsome guy you mentioned? Well, I’ll put her in her playpen. I really need sleep.” After Amy settled down, Kate gave me a kiss and headed back to her room.The baby flopped about in her playpen for a while and then started to fuss. When I picked her up she started to cry again.Demie came home right at that moment, her face screwing. Caroline phoned me from work with the ‘news’ that we would now be living next door to a lovely young woman (Jennifer) who she would surely get on with.Now my antennas were activated. What would she look like? If I’m honest - would she be wanking material? It would be a further three days before I found out. Luckily, I can partially see next door’s driveway from the window of my study. So, when I heard our neighbour pull up in her Mercedes, naturally, I could not resist a first peek. Standing. Don't you trust me to be able to resist the wiles of a beautiful young woman?"I watched his eyes and smiled back. I knew where this was going."I managed to resist you for the last nine years didn't I? He said, with a laugh.He continued, but now a little more seriously,"I'm not quite as dense about women as you might think. Early on, after you arrived in San Francisco, I knew you had feelings for me. I enjoyed your attention and it did wonders for my ego, and maybe for my reputation around town,.