The cooler water had caused her nipples to become erect and they appeared to point my direction. The light bouncing, reflecting off the water caused M...ndy to shimmer, shine, and darken over her body as I moved toward her. Her knees were bent to keep just her shoulders and head above the water. The area between her upper thighs was in a shadow. This made her pussy unobservable. I moved right up in front of her. I was close to her, but trying not to touch her. I did make slight contact with her. The coat was open and flapped around him. The white shirt underneath was hanging loose, half unbuttoned and covered in a variety of stains. The black trousers were similarly stained.He clutched a shoe in his right hand. It was a woman’s shoe; suede, royal blue, with a little black bow over the toes. He had stolen it from the basket of sale shoes sitting outside the shoe shop a few minutes earlier. He held it in front of him like an amulet, waving it from side to side as he sought out any woman. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a girl scout with such huge tits,” she said at last. It sounded funny, in her posh accent, and I laughed, pulling up my socks to my knees, her eyes following every move. “How old are you again?” she asked.“Nineteen. Why? How old would you like me to be?”She blushed then, and I wondered if I’d gone too far.“I don’t know what you mean,” she stammered.Then I remembered the Tupperware box and held it out.“Would you like one of my treats miss?”Puzzled, Mrs Robertson. Pat said, "That's ok, we'll ring a taxi for you."Pat went to get the wine, and I rang for a cab. When Pat returned, I apologised for being a prude as I just had a touch of jealousy. To try and make up for this, I suggested that Dave should finish unfastening the rest of Pat's buttons and remove her dress. Dave looked at me inquisitively."It's alright, I want you to," Pat said.A short time after, my wife had only her underwear on. She gave Dave another kiss and came over to me, putting her arms.