As Pete reached around her, taking hers breasts into his hands, Jim began stroking on his pounding dick. Petes hands slid under the water, he pushed u... on Karens ass, raising her neatly trimmed bush above the water level. Jims mouth began to water, as he remembered the scent from her silk shorts, as he hung them. He moved even closer, taking in the beautiful view of her wet mound. With both hands, he took a hold of her legs and raised them at the knees. Jim was so close now, Karen could feel. Basically my girlfriend has the brains of a Stanford graduate but the body of the sexiest porn star. Now back to the story, she must have known I was thinking all the dirty things because she dressed like she wanted dick as soon as possible. She wore a a too small tank top that pushed her tits up thus releasing more of her sexy cleavage. Add to that a pair of really small booty shorts that with each step her ass popped out a little and you could barely see the outlining of her pussy"Geez baby. I described the home, she knew exactly where it was, then she paused a moment, as if she wanted to ask me something but not sure she should. “This is so silly of me, but when I checked you out, I saw your wife had passed away several years ago … oh I don’t know how to phrase this, but oh well, did you bring anyone else to live with you?” I smiled, “No nobody came with me and I’m not seeing anyone on a serious basis, so it is just me in the big house. Why do you ask?” “You meant my secretary. And each other. I'd love to tell you it was a case of meeting him at the front door with no panties on and getting stuck straight into his buckle, freeing him and taking him in my mouth. But we are so far past that. We know if that's how we start, the night and fun will be over quickly. Instead, we both like to take our time, enjoy the evening and appreciate the build-up of fun, naughtiness and sexual tension. I did meet him at the front door with a long lingering kiss. His touch ran down.