‘Hello Rob, thanks for coming.’ ‘Hey, why not? I can only photograph so many trees. What’s the plan?’ ‘Well, my friends live here all the ...ime and everything seems natural for them, I just felt the need to be a bit ‘touristy’.’ ‘I know what you mean, to me and you it’s a whole new country, to the people who live here, it’s just where they live.’ I looked at the gleam in her eyes and knew I’d hit a chord. ‘So, what do tourists in the US do?’ We decided to alternate our ideas. Madeleine went. I grabbed my goggles and started walking to the pool.By the time I walked the fifty meters from change rooms to the edge of the pool, I was ninety perfect erect! Just the feeling of wearing nothing but speedos, the feeling of being out in the open wearing very little is such a turn on for me. I didn’t waste anytime getting the water and as soon as I started swimming my cock calmed down a little bit.The Married Guy (you’ll have to read my blog to find out how we became fuck buddies) grabbed the. I nodded, "Don't mind if I do." Then for the next forty-five minutes we talked guy stuff. We talked about work, about our nagging wives, and mostly about sports, everything from will the Hawks be good this year, to can the Cubs win again, to will the Bears ever not suck again. We even argued over who was the best Bull ever after Jordan. I was insistent it was Derek Rose, but others said it was Scottie Pippen. Either way, we all agreed they were likely going to suck this year. Although summer. It is up to the readers to decide.This incident happened last year when I was working for a small firm in Bangalore. There was a girl named Dhanya in the office. We both were good friends and we were of the same age. She was married and had a happy married life.She was shorter than me. I am 5’10” and she was 4’2″. She was thin and her body was in perfect shape. Her figure was around 28-26-28. She always used to wear tight clothing which revealed her curves. When we got time, we would talk and.