Alex noticed this, and began stuttering his apologies. I noticed a fairly large bulg in his pants, and wondered if he needed help. "Alex, would you li...e some help with that?" I whispered. His eyes widened in shock. I've heard of these things called handjobs, and something else called head service, what ever that was.He stuttered something inelligable, and I just moved my hand to his bulge. When I touched his cock, I realized it was harder than any manmade steel. I began to rub it through his. Tammy put the dildo down momentarily, and started to wash her beautiful curves. She lathered her breasts, cupping them. She washed her legs in surprisingly flexible fashion, putting each leg up and lathering each of them. She turned around and soaped what was considered to be her greatest prize, her ass, spanking it as she went. She twerked with a smile as she rinsed off. When it came time time to wash her womanhood, she moaned as she washed. It escalated to fondling. It then escalated to. The waitress brought the burgers in no time and Chloe and I soon had the juice from the burgers running down our arms. She was laughing at me and me at her. When we both finished I threw some money on the table and we headed back to the station.I checked the board and the California Zephyr was scheduled to leave in 14 minutes. Chloe took the minutes to stroll into the guest shop in the station. She carefully spent a bit of her cash on some junk food. I grabbed her arm and hurried her back out. "Good night. 'Night Carol."She skulked out of the room without a word. Aunt Linda clicked off the lights as she left, and I lay there watching the moolight dance on the ceiling as it was reflected off of the pool outside beyond the sliding glass doors. I looked out the doors and, for the first time, realized that nobody even went near the pool today, and that was always the big deal about going to Aunt Linda's house! The patio lights shone and glistened off the surface of the water. Well, I had.