He dismissed the thought. It had been so long. He wasn't even sure hewanted to go back to being that person.He had to concentrate."Some people might s...y dig it out," he said, referring to the gardenbefore him. "I suggest you use the height. Imagine that parkland viewfrom a horizon pool."She nodded. "That's the way I was leaning." Yes. Digging out would be a bigger contract, but I like to look aftermy clients," he said.And, he thought, I liked to be looked after. He pictured them together.There. I took it all in as she stood there in a black bra with one strap loose on her shoulder with the nipple exposed, tight black panties, her nylons stopping mid thigh and her white heels. She stood there and played with her nipple with one hand and slowly massaged herself with the other working her way to the outline of her hard cock, as she rubbed her cock a wet spot appeared on her dark panties. She lightly moaned and massaged herself giving me a show that made my cock almost burst. She bent. Tina giggled and went back into the spare room. Claire then came and gave me a peck on the cheek and a hug. I was trying desperately to hide my hard cock. As she was hugging me Tina was standing in the door way of the spare room. She slowly began lifting up the front of her negligee showing me her shaved pussy. As I watched she touched it and put her finger inside her. She took it out slowly and then she tasted her own juices. I was gobsmacked at what I was seeing. I knew Tina was a bit of a. We fought for it and by the time it was over, there was water all over the floor and both of us.We were both laughing hysterically. I shushed Philly; I didn't want Donald to come out and find us like this. "We better get this cleaned up or we're in big trouble when Dad gets up" I joked.I ran to get some towels from the hall closet to dry up the floor. I listened outside of the screen that served as a door for Donald's room and there wasn't a sound. I looked down at my tee shirt and it was.