***** She’s naked in her pool and doesn’t know he’s there… I pulled myself across the pool with a lazy backstroke, to reach the bit where the ...ap in the trees bathed it in glorious sunshine and I swam on my back my eyes closed feeling the heat of the July sun on my body, putting off my Jacuzzi. I let this go on for about three minutes and rolled over to do the same for my back, ready to prop my elbows on the shingle beach. In rolling over I looked straight into the face of a man lying on his. I lower my mouth to her and lightly kiss the top of her pelvis. My hands slide down her thighs and cup the sides of her hips. All thoughts of indecency have been lost to her as she opens her legs wide for me. I use my hands to close her legs just a bit so I may trail kisses up her thighs. Her pelvis bucks trying to get her clit into my mouth. Her mind whites out with her building orgasm. Her breath becomes erratic catching at odd times. Her mouth opens in a silent scream of pleasure as her. She grasped one with her slender fingers indicating by running another finger down the fruit with her other hand, just how much is had grown since yesterday. ‘It was only about seven inches then but now I would reckon about ten, what say you Pete?’ It was those eyes again. The way she handled the fruit and then turned to glance at me in a certain expression that had me hoodwinked putting it mildly. So much was the effect she was having on me that I wondered if she realized I was growing. That. At that first meeting, there had been — what I’ve always interpreted as — an expression of horror in Stephanie’s eyes when she looked at me. And, at our few subsequent meetings, Stephanie had always had an inexplicable air about her of being uncomfortable in my presence. And well, she appeared to avoid actually looking at, or speaking directly to me. Yeah well, in a way that was to my advantage, because I wanted to avoid speaking to her anyway, so I can’t say that it bothered me all that much..