I have spoken with him numerous times after my swim sessions and establishing a good relationship. I usually do the following during a typical session... I change into my suit, piss into the urinal, shower, swim, and then I shower again and change to leave. The routine was very efficient use of the time.On this particular afternoon, I didn’t take my usual piss as I didn’t need to; which sometimes occurred. There were a few guys in two of the five lanes the pool has; talking in between their laps,. Monica’s fingers ran through Chelsea’s chestnut hair, something that I noticed was somewhat distinct from the jet-black that she preferred while performing her films. This, I recalled now, was Chelsea’s natural color, and she must have simply let the hair coloring fade without my notice. This was due to the fact that I was more interested in other parts of her at the times, such as her eyes, her breasts, her mouth, her cunt, her legs, and best of all, her ass. Well, that and her hair was lovely. Despite her earlier bravado, Cathy’s face burned with embarrassment as she stood, wearing only her stockings and shoes. The bra while still on was redundant, her breasts exposed having been scooped out earlier in the library.Susie allowed herself to run her eyes over the girl’s body. Admiring the pert ass cheeks, the shapely legs, the small trim landing strip of dark curly hair, the firm tits with the hard red nipples contrasting with the pale flesh.She moved in close behind her, her silk-clad. " And so she walked me back to my digs, and left me there to stumble up to my bed, and to lust-filled dreams of her. A couple weeks later I was at another party, when a voice in my ear said, "I hope you won't drink too much tonight." We talked, we danced, and this time it was I who walked Sarah home, and got a kiss on the doorstep as my reward. We started to meet often, and then one Saturday night I didn't get left on the doorstep with a kiss. Sarah turned and asked me in with a sexy smile. .