The problem is, I have three callings - as a physician, as a clergyman, and as a husband and father.”“I think you’ll find your resolution there,...which actually doesn’t surprise me at all.”“Angie can’t fulfill my needs and I can’t fulfill hers, if I’m true to all three of my callings.”“Can the young woman you’re going to ask to marry you fulfill them? And can you fulfill her needs while heeding those callings?”“Yes.”“Then why the struggle?”“Because I’m human! And I’m weak! And I let my desires. I replied, yes with ice please. Then her child Owen came running down the stairs. Once Mrs. Jenkins came back I think she noticed how sweaty I was and asked if I wanted to go for a swim. I replied, are either of you coming along? She said “Of course” and Owen simply ran upstairs to grab his bathing suit. Mrs. Jenkins and I walked outside and I got to watch as she stepped up the ladder in front of me, bent over, and dove in. I was getting hard fast and quickly jumped in the pool. It was. Veronica came out of the ladies room. Wow. Six jaws dropped. In unison. What a figure: hourglass shape, a real waist and hips, I would say a C cup pair of breasts which looked real to me from what I could judge. Black shiny underwear: a waspie laced up the back, balconnette bra, full-cut black panties, a separate suspender belt, very long seamed stockings that came a long way up her legs, nearly to her lovely crotch, and finally a spectacularly high pair of heels. I struggled to get my breath. I moved a bit further even pretending to check on the seeker so that he gets a better view. Asif definitely noted it and kind of adjusted himself and now I was able to see the entire black cock hanging in his shorts that were well near his thighs.Now I was completely turned on and I had various thoughts running in my mind. I wanted to slide my hands into his shorts and get hold of his cock like I do with Vikram’s inside boxers while crushing my own tits for him.Or what if he comes a bit more.