She said she wanted to be a model or a playboy bunny, but not to tell anyone. I laughed and said my lips were sealed. 'Do you want to take a shower in...the dark? How much fun would it be, I've never done that before!' Lucy said playfully, slowly pulling at my shorts. 'Seriously? OK here's the deal - I'll do it if you do it'. 'I'm already standing up'. She said as she lifted herself off the ground, pulling me up with her. We said nothing as we stripped, just giggled. I imagined her in her. "Free babysitting?" I asked. "Hot date? You look great in those clothes, by the way. I'm not keeping you from something, am I?" I tried to sound sincere."Yes. No, Thanks, and no, again," she said. "I already told you I had no plans." Why waste a night of grampa kid-sitting, then?" I asked. "You really do look ready for a night out." Thanks -- again -- for the compliment. Pete loves watching Jeremy. He'd do it every night if I asked. I'm just going to watch some TV or read a book or have a long. My sex life with my husband was banal. Years into our marriage, we were simply going through the motions. Sex had become bland and predictable. He would lick and suck on my tits, then go down on me for a few moments, until I reached mild orgasm. This was followed by some brief and uninspired fucking; mostly in missionary position. His climax was always the same: lying on his back, he jerked he cock while I licked and sucked on his balls until he came. Rarely lasting more than fifteen. Her hand disappeared past my waistline and found my pulsing cock. She smiled and curled her other finger to say, “follow me”. I was caught up in the moment, and did not even think to look for Tammy, as I dutifully shuffled behind Poppi, holding her hand.She led us to a quiet area, away from the party, that looked out over the Caribbean. The moon was out and left a sparkling glow on the water. She leaned against the rock wall separating the grounds from the ocean cliff and pulled me to.