" Lennie, having you along is good company, I wouldn't be getting to enjoy myself tomorrow if you didn't come with me; as far as being a bludger mate,...don't consider it. Without bragging, I'm well off, I sold my company before we retired and we live quite comfortably, so don't worry about being a sponge."Early next morning I loaded the tucker and spare fuel can into the tinnie and set off to pick up Lennie. He was waiting outside his house for me, his mum had packed some sandwiches and some. Her blush was familiar, exactly like I remembered from four years before. "Not really, I washed it last night. Oh, I'm letting it grow out." Oh, like Millie's?"The mention of Millie brought a grimace to her lips. "Not that long. Where did you take her yesterday?"Ed was reading a newspaper. I wondered if he was listening to what we were saying. We weren't paying any attention to him."We went to your parents' house and... talked."Jen dropped the slice of toast she had been buttering. "Where did. We went to the mall and Michael helped me pick out a real skimpy bikini. He joked on the way home that once Jim sees me wearing it, I would not have it on very long! When we got home, I told Michael I knew how I could make sure that Jim liked what I would be wearing and I told him I could cut the liners out of my bikini so when it got wet, it would just be wet material clinging to my cunt. I cut the liner from the bikini bottoms and cut the padding from the top and tried it on. Michael. I heard her inhale sharply as the tip squeezed through the walls of her virgin cunt, producing a sublime, gasping moan from James. Susannah's breathy sighs soon turned to urgent, shocked yelps - part pain, part ecstasy - as, inch by magnificent inch, my man breached her virginity. Cupping her small, firm breasts in his large, manly hands he slowly built up a deliberate rhythm from below as their breaths danced in a symphony of long-unrequited lust.I developed my own rhythm with the third finger.