"Gwen, you're absolutely gorgeous." I told her truthfully.She blushed and said disbelievingly, "Liar." then asked, "Where's the hose?"I pointed to the...garden hose attached to the spigot on the back of the house. "The water's already on." I said and then flipped my hamburgers.Casually, Gwen strolled over to the hose and picked it up with her left hand. Aiming the nozzle downwards, she held it over her head and pulled the trigger."EHHHH!" She screamed as the cold water came pouring suddenly down. ENJOY.VanionPS: If any reader exceedingly likes a particular part of the story, drop me a PM with any ideas you might like to see included in part 3. BY THE WAY: To the idiot who was so emphatic as to the spelling of one single word in this story, I changed it by 1 , I repeat "one" letter, just to please your caustic attitude to grammar and spelling. Do all of us a favor in the future though, give a "name", not just "reader", so we might all be able to take a look at some of "YOUR WORK". The. It turned out to be another winner for both of us. I also began to convince her that she was beautiful and not flawed in any meaningful way. Yes, she had a bad leg, but that was all, and it didn't affect my feelings for her in any way.We didn't become intimate right away. I was worried that some of her past might interfere with our relationship if I pushed her too fast. Like I did with Ginny, I let her set the agenda and I'm really glad I did. When we finally made love it was just as perfect as. A good friend of hers had left the country on a sabbatical from her university teaching job and left Tina in charge of her place. It provided a cozy, private spot for us to meet. We had even spent the occasional night together there when both spouses were away. The drive to the condo was not a long one from my office, but it seemed long to me. It had been nearly three weeks since our last encounter. My cock was half-hard and twitching in my pants all the way. Every red light and slowdown in.