We kiss immediately and, at the same time, we're scrabbling at each other's clothes. We stand back. We look at each other. There's a gleam in her eyes... She starts to strip. Should I follow ? No, I'll just watch.Her : We kissed and felt each other through our clothes but I wanted more, much more. I pulled back from him and, quite deliberately, started to strip. What would he do ? I was so pleased that he watched. I could see the delight and lust in his expression as each layer left me. Soon, I. “Yes, yes, yes! God yes,” hollered Ginette.Now, they were a poster family at Tree of Life. Both were professionals. They were the parents of Madison, aged four, and Calvin, Jr., aged two. They owned a home. Wilk headed up the community action ministry and the food pantry. Ginette taught Sunday School. Wilk doted on his family and worked hard to provide for them. Materialistically, they had nice things too. The house was outfitted with all new furniture. In the garage, there was her silver 2016. "It's Ted," I said, "unless we meet in an exam, then it's Mr. Pearson."We settled to talking about work generally and how different people each had their own gifts and abilities, each being important in the great scheme of things, until Philippa returned with Helen. She was dressed simply – please don't ask me to describe it, I had eyes only for her face. Her hair, glossy brown like Philippa's, was pulled back into a sort of plait that was coiled round her head, so accenting her slim, elegant. Now, I'm a middle aged guy. Remember I just came out of a massage parlor where I had popped my nut because of the ministrations of a beautiful Thai girl. However, that didn't stop junior from rising to the occasion of seeing Lauren strip out of that shorts/top combo one piece she was wearing, down to strapless bikini and thong showing off that glorious ass, and diving into the water.I quickly sat at the lounger where Lauren left her clothes, and attempted to hide my growing erection by picking.