I could barely focus with how awkward the situation seemed.“Thank God,” she whispered, sighing and letting her pen fall. “I’ve wanted to say s...mething since it happened but I couldn’t work up the courage.” Her lower lip quivered and her eyes began to well up. I was so confused!“What’s wrong?” I asked, dismayed. I certainly hadn’t expected her to start crying.“I liked it,” she sobbed. Now I was getting VERY confused. “But my family is Christian, they can’t ever find out that I’m bisexual. They. He had shoulder length hair, heavily tanned skin, the letters USMC tattooed on his right arm and sported only black Brazilian-cut trunks and a watch. Once in the water, he dived and swam away. I totally forgot about my intentions of getting off my chair. When I came back to my senses, I noticed that my Baltimore friends were done frolicking in the water. They were not in sight so I assumed they had already packed up their things and gone into the hotel. I stayed in my chair and waited hoping. I wondered to myself if he had ever fucked Maggie in that hot tub and grew a bit angry that my loser brother had snagged such a hot piece of ass.Getting angrier, I wandered around their house, finding my way into his office for some reason. He had a huge wooden desk with an enormous computer monitor. I dropped down into his leather chair and put my feet on his desk, sipping my drink with a growing annoyance.“So this is how the big boys feel I guess.” I said loudly, slamming the rest of my. He might ask again to stroke him to finish him off this time. But I was not sure if I could say no again. And this guy doesn't accept no for an answer. Maybe he was satisfied with what I have done and won't ask? Hum! We'll see... I entered the pool still shaking from the last event. In the water, no one will notice my hard on. I felt stupid thinking about it because the only other person here is the weirdo splashing at the other end. I ignored him like I planned. I will swim 15 minutes and get.