While I lay there and held her, she nudged me and said, "Look," pointing to the pool.There is a complete view of the pool area from my bedroom windows...that line the side of the deck. As I focused on the other side of the pool, I saw that the ladies had moved to the lounger on that side. Cara was sitting on the lounger and Amy was standing in front of her. The dress was slowly unzipped and dropped to the deck, showing off her unbelievable body and lovely undies. So sexy and frilly. Then the top. It looked different from all the other mornings I had ridden by it. I didn’t know exactly what it was, but it was something. When I spotted the missing pane of glass on the driveway side of the empty house, I decided to call the local cops. I called Leigh and gave her the tip. I hung around just in case something happened. The cop call was mostly because I didn’t have a firearm.They rolled up as silently as an automobile can. Then they checked the house and came out with a young man in a white. Surprised, I guess. Stunned is probably more like it. I place my palms on his chest and slowly run my hands upwards to his shoulders, down his biceps and forearms, then reverse it. He’s breathing heavier, but he manages to tear his gaze away from my tits and look me in the eye. With my eyes open, I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his. They part, and my tongue gently licks the opening between his lips and then slips into his mouth to find his tongue. Kissing him while keeping eye. That never happened, but one time the newspaper man pushed the door open more and threw in the paper after a few moments of hesitation. When I was in university, I wanted the sports jocks to wrap me up; I fantasized about it. Sometimes I took papers that were delivered to other guys in the building. I was so excited by big newspapers that I found it difficult to buy them because it was so sexual for me. I thought that the vendor would suspect something. Now that seems silly, but then it was.