The surface of the water was scarcely disturbed. Her head bobbed up, she swam with equal poise to the ladder, and climbed out of the pool. The sun bro...e through the clouds just then, reminding him of their moment on the playground. By the time the glare had cleared from his eyes she was standing poolside, nearly motionless, her hair slicked back, tee shirt dripping wet and hugging her curves, a sheen of water on her skin so that she glistened in the sunlight. Maybe she hadn’t worn the tee shirt. "You have?" Yes, and even before I asked her to marry me." Wow," his friend replied."In fact, I've already discussed it with Megan." And what did she have to say about that?" She didn't say much at first. But we've kept talking about it, and I think she realizes how sincere I am about it. I told I'll leave it up to her if she wants to. I won't object."That had been six months earlier. By then he knew that Megan was 'seeing' someone. He didn't know who it was, but he was certain it was a younger. More. Much more.’‘Well, if that’s what you want, let’s get rid of these.’ And I hooked a finger in the waistband of the knickers, pulled them away from her bottom. They were wet at the crotch. Laura lifted her hips slightly to help the process. I laid the cool leather across the reddened skin. Raised the slipper. Crack! I changed the trajectory slightly, flattening the arc, allowing for an upturn at the end, giving an extra kick, and extra burn. The results were impressive. Laura bucked on my. She could see her open school bag, her books half pushed in where she had left them only moments before. Chloe crawled, realising just how easily she’d slipped into being this stranger's slut. She stopped when she got to his feet. He bent down again taking her chin in his hand and pulling her up to her knees. As Chloe raised her face she saw his cock only inches from her lips. It was still not fully hard, so it rested semi-erect running down the seam of his pants.He moved his hand down to her.