I guess I could have just ask her, but for some reason I didn’t. For the next two months I walked around with that odd key in my pocket.The first Tu...sday of every month is poker night. This month is was at Parker’s apartment. Jeff Parker was the Human Resource Manager at Edison Pump Works. We had known each other for over ten years. Parker was the only player in our group of six that was not married. The other four players were also Edison employees. We had been playing together for several. I ran my hands down her back and found her lovely ass. My finger tracked its way up and down the crack of her butt, and she responded my pressing harder into me and my cock. She reached over and turned the shower on. Taking my cock in her hand she lead me over to the shower and we went in together. We were lucky because the shower had 4 heads, so we were always warm under the water. We both applied soap to our hands and started to touch each other and lather the soap into each others bodies. I. It must have cost her greatly to tell me what she did. She told me the truth; she admitted her guilt; she apologized to me and to Sally; and she had accepted the consequences for her actions. My return had allowed her to shed the weight of guilt she had been carrying since I left. I guess my return had done her more good than it had me.But that was not true. I felt much better now than I had for some time. I now knew as much as possible about what had happened and I knew that in spite of what. .. but even with his sunglasses on, I knew this guy was checking me out.As I walked past him I gave him the slightest head nod with a sly grin which was my way of inviting him back to my place... what would he do?Walking up through the dunes to my back door, I could not feel him following me. Darn...There is an outdoor shower at my little beachside shack which isn’t really visible from the beach. I had a quick rinse, dried myself off a little bit and went inside.The experience was a bit of a.