He was very tall, and he spent most of the conversation looking at her computer screen. The queue moved up, someone came in behind me. The weirdo la...y shouted out from her place at the counter, ‘Gidday Steve, how’s things?’ ‘I’m Dennis,’ he answered. ‘Things are fine here.’ The weird lady went to chat with Dennis so I moved up to the counter. I handed over my little bag of money and asked the teller to deposit it into my husband’s visa account. I looked across at the loud speaking man. His. Then I asked again and this time his eyes moved from my open uniform to my eyes and told me the dog’s name was Poppy. I smiled at the man and told him it was a cute name. He went back to looking at my open uniform and said it was his daughter’s dog. She named him, but she was off at university now, so his wife and he were looking after it for her. I patted the cute dog a few more times, knowing the man was still looking at my boobs. I then said well, better get going. As I got up I thanked him. I start collecting my things, clean everything up. Emma has hit the shower. Dirk is lying on an air mattress drifting in the pool. Nude, his cock is now almost purple-blue, half-flaccid, stretched even more, maybe it will stay like that forever. He's out of his mind, completely mellow. Even the loud clack of my heels on the tiles doesn’t catch his attention. It reminds me a bit of a scene from 'The Graduate' with aloof Dustin Hofman just drifting on the air mattress; only quite fuckin' profane. The trouble is, they have exactly what they want at the moment, and they haven't got any incentive to try harder. You know what you are missing, not having someone to sleep with every night, so you at least are trying." I know what I am missing at this precise moment, which is Gustav inside me. Is he ready for another go yet?"xxxxxxxSometime after midnight, I explained to my sister the position where we both lay back on our elbows facing each other, and we tried it out. I had loved the.