Here she was, after all the communication and she was frozen where she stood. Staring at him, wanting him yet not knowing what to do with the moment. ...he drifted off to another place, sexually imagining all the things they used to do. His hands on her body, the way his callouses would rake against her flesh, hitting the sweet spots to arouse her. She wondered where their sex play would take them this time, or if it would. He jarred her out of her daydream as his hand caressed her cheek. He took. Fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh, oh, oh, aaahhhhhh! Meanwhile, their neighbor Fred in the house behind them had heard splashing and laughter outside. In less than a minute he was at his second story window, peeking through the curtains, looking down at the pool with binoculars that made it seem like he was standing next to the pool. His was disappointed to see only the heads and shoulders of the obviously fucking couple. The young woman was a familiar sight. Damn, she was hot! She was as beautiful. Fortunately, neither Billy nor Jenny's father heard her comment."Really?" asked Billy, his eyes full of wonder and adoration. "Then why are you here? Why did you leave? How did you get here from there?" he asked in rapid-fire succession, not unlike a machine gun.In fact, his Granddad wasn't quite sure that Billy took a breath in between each query!!No matter how many questions, he knew there was but one answer. "This!" replied Billy's Granddad, while simultaneously pulling a multicolored piece. He kept his lean tight body always perfectly shaved for swimming, and his long thick eight inch cock looked more like a work of art than a sex organ. Mitch had a plan to show himself off to Emma. He went and bought a pair of white swim trunks two sizes too small. After his parents had gone to sleep that night, he went outside and took a saw from the garage. There was a huge tree in their backyard, and some of the branches hung over the pool. Every fall it was a pain cleaning the fallen leaves.