Maddie stretched out prone on a towel on the pool deck and pretended to work on her Geometry homework. But rather than writing proofs about the angle... of triangles, she imagined her neighbors craning their necks to get a better angle on the crack of her ass. She felt a slight trickle of precious juice find its way to her outer lips as she could sense eyes on her. But which eyes? The hot forty-year-old construction guy with the bitchy wife to the southeast, or the recently revealed lesbian. She started to kiss the artery on one side of my neck.She whispered that she wanted my salt.She sucked and sucked and sucked until it started to sting.She was giving me a hickey.She said that she wanted to lick all the salt off my body and licked under my arms,my spine from top to bottom,my naval right down to my now fully erect penis.She let it penetrate her mouth and she sucked it to the hilt at first then the dome,then again to the hilt.Her suck was so intense and rythmic I could feel myself. Was he going mad? No, no... it was just that so seldom did anyone join him in here. He twisted his head and saw Ellen walking across the room behind him to a cabinet. She opened it, retrieved something, closed it, and walked nonchalantly all the way across the room and out again, neither glancing at her father nor away from him.Maybe things were not so bad after all. Yes, maybe the little event could be tucked into the past and forgotten since Ellen hadn't seemed to be affected by it just then.. I felt awkward butgot on with the job and felt good in the apron, which frightened me. Iteven turned me on and my cheeks must have gotten red.Bertha helped him unbuttoning the apron, which she had worn as a dressfor years. Not with a suit underneath, but with a full slip of slipperysatin, a sturdy bra to fit her large breasts, stockings, a garter beltand of course a panty. Her grandma wore these type of clothes and she hadloved her grandma deeply. She tried to be like her, so dressing like.