Tom admired her buttocks from his excellent vantage point under-water, watching as she shifted her weight onto her other foot. One hand moved down to...adjust the elastic of her swim-suit between her legs. She gentle rubbed herself for a few moments before her hand returned to the side of the pool. He wondered if she realised how good his view was and felt himself stiffen slightly before the sight disappeared behind him as he proceeded down the pool. His remaining 6 lengths passed with little. All the guys we're behind the bar talking with the ladies sitting in the stools across from us. I had some music playing in the background and the lights dimmed down - so far so good. My wife got a text from the last couple saying their son was sick so they cancelled their sitter and were going to stay in for the night. So there we were, just the eight of us. Even though these people were mainly my wife's friends and their spouses, we were having a good time. After a another round of shots and. Oh how I wanted that boys ass sobadly. I said good night to the boys and closed the front door. As Iexited the foyer a tired looking Bryan with Jamal closely behind himheading up the stairs. "Going to call it a night Bry?" I asked my son. "Nope, gonna to call it a chair." he giggled "Funny, I'll be up in a minute to tuck you in." I replied. "O.K., here I go!" Bryan said as he used the last bit of his boyenergy to sprint to the top of the stairs in his flying Superman. He headed on through the building, along corridors lit by only bare light bulbs. Peeling paper and dingy paint told of years of neglect. He turned a corner and followed a narrow staircase down.Opening the old dark brown door at the bottom, he went in.“Hi! Great!” A shout of welcome greeted him from one of the group of twenty or so men inside the room. He knew quite a few of them by sight but none by name. In one corner, a half-dozen men were sitting huddled closely together, talking intently..