"We'll... Get going. I see a lot of sexy girls for you to meet," Beth said, pointing to the pool.I tried to make some small talk and introduced myself...to most of the girls there. Nevertheless, being a stranger, I didn't have much luck. Either they already had a boyfriend or questioned me about the girl I kept staring at.It seemed out of all the girls here. Bethany still had my eye, and I couldn't hide the fact.I was just about to give up when Bethany waved me to come over and noticed a girl. Some records and files needed to be assembled as they were going to be used by one of the lawyers in the office in a court case that coming Tuesday after the long weekend. Oh, the irony. By the time I had arrived home, my family had already left without me. Still, I think it worked out in the long run seeing as how I wasn’t even packed yet.The fortunate thing I kept reminding myself about was that I could drive out there myself. In fact, I preferred it that way. I liked being independent,. I can only think that as I’d never been the consoling type before my mind only recognised this sort of close contact as a pre-cursor to sex and the inevitable happened. I tried to subtly turn aside so that my prick wouldn’t be stabbing into her stomach but this only seemed to make things worse. By turning to my left I had pulled my robe open and pressed my uncovered right thigh hard against the heat of Mrs. Carter’s crotch. Additionally, my prick was no longer constrained and it sprung to full. I got home and had the worst night I had ever had, thinking and dreamingabout what was going to happen tomorrow, what should I say if I wasasked again which I would be, could I bluff my way out, I knew theanswer already. No, I did not have a poker face, I just went red, thenext morning I had breakfast, the condemned man's last meal I thought,then I put on my work clothes and stood by the door for a few minutes,then opening the door I dragged my feet as I went to work, every stepbecame harder.