"Things'll turn around, you can count on that."I was a bit amazed at her apparent concern and perhaps gave it more consideration than I otherwise woul.... "You aren't going to do it, are you?" she said. I guess my natural tendency to doubt such things showed. "At least think about it," she said, looking not too hopeful.Barbara and I sat in front of Denise's desk. Yes, I finally did pursue it after a bit of thought, and while Barbara hadn't seemed enthused, she'd accompanied me to two sessions. I looked around and decided to sit in front of the life guard stand. I saw a few familiar faces from the previous summer and smiled at them.Then, I spread my beach chair out, draped it with a towel. I grabbed my bottle of oil and began squirting some on my arms. I slowly rubbed it in, when I noticed him watching me. So, I took the bottle and let more oil drip on my chest. I then began rubbing it on my chest, moving my hand slowly down over the tops of my swollen breasts. I could hear him taking. She knew how she looked. Her blouse was all but invisible. Her tiny little lace skirt, which was more holes than fabric, was less than a foot wide and covered not much more than her pubic area and the bottom half of the crack of her ass. Not to mention the choker she was wearing that said, "I love cum" in bright, sparkly rhinestones.She followed Evan around the room. She was afraid to look up. She was terrified that she might look someone in the eye. She knew how slutty she looked and she. And most fat men have very small dicks some only 4" when erect. I put a big pillow on her stomach to simulate being fat. I also held one up to me. With that I had her lift her legs to my shoulders. I started humping her to show her how the husband did while standing. I also showed her how the woman would rub herself while they fucked. I would also massage her tits telling her this is what the husband did while fucking. I also would reach down and rub her clit saying the husband did this also to.