Now talking with a woman she knows from town. She moves swaying almost slow dancing as she talks. I watch. Moving closer until I am behind her but fac...ng away. I pretend to observe the garden and the trees through the French doors but totally aware of her heat and the occasional sweep of her dress as she moves. I move back as she does and we touch. She glances at me, gives a quick gasp as she realises then turns back as I shake my head. Her butt pushs out to touch mine and I push gently against. He wasn’t going to do that, he resolved. Besides, the lighting was terrible, and he’d get caught right away. ‘Was that your boss?’ Gwen said quietly, her voice back to ‘normal’. ‘No,’ Steve said, ‘That was Gabby. We’ve had a break on the case we’re working on and I’m going to need to leave soon.’ He saw her lips draw up at that, and unless she was the best actress in the world, he was pretty sure that she was terrified of his leaving. ‘The Zinger girl,’ Gwen said. ‘She’s real. Good.’ ‘Yeah,’. .loving the feel of it. Once again, I feel your hands under my buttocks as you lift me. I take your shaft and holding it at the entrance to my vagina, I slide slowly upon it. Taking it to the hilt. For a short time we remain motionless...each of us loving the sensations that you being inside me gives us. Then slowly I begin to grind against you. The water around us breaking with the movement of my body, splashing against our naked skin. You begin to walk to the side of the pool and press. If no one was in the kitchen I would have it made. I eased open the door and peeked into the kitchen - no one there, so far so good. I was on the landing and easing the door closed behind me when a loud scream echoed through the house, "Fuck me. Oh Jesus fuck me!"It scared the hell out of me. I stood still on the landing and listened and I could make out a woman's voice, "oh god oh god oh yes do it do it fuck me baby fuck me." I should have turned around and got the hell out of there, but.