I turned back to face him, and told him, "Well, uh." I'd forgottenthat he was as interested in me as he was looking. And he was looking,right now. ...h, man, was he Looking. And I was being Looked At. "Would you like to go home now?" he finally asked. I blinked acouple of times, trying to shake that deer-in-the-headlights feeling. "Um, I guess not." I could hardly believe what I was saying. "It,I felt really comfortable in there. I guess." Nice dashboard. Istared at it. "We can. I was bored with education. Things were happening and there were good jobs available for everyone with or without a degree. Having said that my first job was a mistake from the start. With my mind set on independence I joined a large department store as a management trainee, I soon found out the trainee part of the contract was quietly forgotten by the management and I was simply a department assistant. I left after ten months and took a position as assistant to the Sales Director of a company. Paul had a nice body and the morning sun highlighted his muscular chest and he looked great in his compression water shorts which showed off his ample size. I was titillated and started to get turned on by the thought of him touching me. “Well, I wouldn’t want to get a weird sunburn anywhere. Sure, come on in.” I felt a warm flush in my checks and that familiar feeling in my labia as he walked across the property line over to my chair. The thought of him seeing me naked while Jacque slept. And when the time came, the weather was blazing hot. The Downs were drying out in the sun, trees glistening, the air thin and yielding. He had told her - not asked her - to bring swimwear. Now he showed her the pool, surface glittering in the sunlight. She arrived on the poolside in a black bikini top. He was in a bathrobe, but he dropped it. He was tall, hairless, sculpted. He looked hard but she could not be sure. She longed for contact.Their mouths, first. Their tongues intermingling in the.