He advised yes, but I confessed I wouldn’t drown, but never had learned to swim laps. Brad asked if I was hitting the shower, and I said ‘yeah’...and he said he was going to the sauna and suggested I join him. I jumped at the offer, stripped off my jock, which as I did he asked for the brand, and we headed to the shower. He was very masculine, and seemed very straight to me. Yet, he openly checked me out, and asked questions about my gear and experiences in them. Brad’s tiny swim towel fell. His house certainly brought back the memories to me as he broke out a bottle of Jack Daniels for us and vodka for Sarah for the Bloody amarys she loves. The JD we drank straight with ice. It Wasn,t me that started to chat about our experimenting our sexuality, but Burt as the booze loosened his tongue and he held nothing back from Sarah as he told how we used to really enjoy sucking each other off. “But your hubby always drew the line at me fucking his ass!” he told her. “I would have let him. .. how about you get on the bed and straddle me like you used to? Come on, Matty, pull your pants off and squat over me... just like you did that first time we got together!"I was sorely tempted, I have to admit.It had been the first sex we'd had, the night we'd got back to his lodgings and had played around on his bed. We'd had to be quiet so as not to disturb Mrs Lewis, his landlady, but after we'd snogged and groped each other, he'd hitched his jeans and boxers down so that I finally got. She had been at work almost an hour when Jenny, Dave's secretary (and also his daughter), called her and told her that Dave wanted to see her in his office. She thought nothing of it as she usually got called to his office a couple of times a day to give progress reports. When she got to Dave's office Jenny told her to go right in.Dave was sitting behind his desk and he smiled when he saw her."Get a good nights sleep?" he asked"Yes, why?" Oh nothing, I just wondered. I always sleep great after.