"A pool!" she gasped in astonishment, "You've got a pool" And a sauna" I laughed and if you look beyond the pool, you'll see a tennis court" I thought...this was a flat" It is" I laughed with her, "It's a flat with a pool and a tennis court" It's huge, how can you afford it?" It was left to me in a will" I lied and it seemed to satisfy her,"Would you like a drink?" Mm yes please" and her eyes widened again as I pressed yet another switch to illuminate a fully stocked bar, I poured out two glasses. "After Ms. Know-nothing gave me the address, I went to go look at a Victorian that wasn't up for sale but maintained a public garden next to it. I figure no one would yell at me for looking more at the building than the flowers. Maybe I can worm my way into the house with a bathroom break. In a lot of older houses, the molding in their bathrooms is first rate.I was not happy with the sunset at 7:55pm, no city lights made this town dark. I knew I wasn't going to be able to see shit on the. I couldn’t think of a reply that wouldn’t make things worse, so I didn’t say anything.“I think I’d like a fuck to finish,” said Melanie, making me aware that my cock was big and fully serviceable. I shuffled over and slid it in, fairly easily compared to her first time. Melanie thrust up to meet it and grabbed my chest to urge me on. I fucked her slow and deep, which I was picking up is how she likes it.She came quickly and none too quietly. I hoped my neighbours weren’t listening. I slowed to. I'll be at work, for example, and though I have many things that need to be attended to, a sudden image will flash across my mind of Mara and Omar, locked in a passionate embrace as I witness this most deeply primal of all activities that any two human beings can engage in!Perhaps the image is of Omar's strong, manly hands exploring my wife's full and lovely breasts; or perhaps it will be a look I see on Mara's face telling of her eagerness to fuck this handsome African man; or it might be the.