I was frozen to the spot, although the voice did sound quite friendly and well spoken. I turned around and there was a man, about 30 years old I guess...d , tall , dark haired and reasonably good looking I thought. “Yes, I'm OK” I stammered softly back. “What are you doing here this evening?” he asked. I didn't really know what to say, and just shrugged my shoulders. He spoke again, “You know what goes on here, don’t you ?”, I nodded a yes in return to his question. “I'm guessing you aren't all. "You are good, Celeste was right. This is fun, Alan, you're making me feel quite young again. Should we do some more?" Would you like some swim suit shots? Do you have a bikini? Why not, it looks like you have a nice figure." I do have one, it's a few years old, I don't wear it here at the pool, I bought it for a trip I took to Hawaii a few years back. I could go try it on?"I told her I'd wait and she rummaged through a drawer and went into the bathroom.In a few minutes she came back in wearing. Fear of the unknown took over me. Anguish of coming home and seeing my husband consumed me. Guilt, remorse, and fear flooded my mind. Was that the price of infidelity?I couldn’t go home in this state. He would know right away that something was wrong. I decided that spending the night in a hotel would be better. That time alone would be good for me to put my thoughts in order. I took a deep breath and called my husband. I told him I would spend the night at my best friend’s house because she. Harry looked them over and was pleased with most of them with regard to their sexual attractions. A few were lacking that fresh sparkle that gentlemen prefer in their female companions for a one night friendship with no questions asked and no answers given.His daughter Emma was trailing along behind him as usual and she was more like a young gentleman touching and feeling the girl’s assets at her pleasure. Harry didn’t like that attitude on the part of his daughter but he consoled his.