Right? I guess not, 'Oh, sorry. Never mind I guess.' He said. I responded with 'No, no. it's all right, I just don't get guys who comment on my underw...ar all the time. It's cool.' He gave me a nod and a smile. And I immediately wanted on, and questioned his sexuality. 'I'm going swimming after school today, you have gym this semester too, right?' Zach said. I told him I did (even though I didn't.) He said 'Sweet, want to go swimming after school with me? Nobody else wants to.' I said that'd be. Well, I did.”“So why are you here now?”“I… I guess I can’t resist you.”He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her, her arms wrapped around his neck as she yielded. Her body pressed close to his as the warm water flowed over them. His hands ran down to the small of her back, her skin tingling at his touch.“You’re going to miss your bus David,” she said as they dressed. “I have to pick up the boys.”David nodded in resignation, another short-lived moment but it had been fun while it lasted. He slid his. Suddenly I didn’t see the old lady next door. Yes she was 70, yes she was 50 years my senior but she was in good shape for her age and still had her figure. She had understandably put on a couple of pounds over the years but certainly wasn’t overweight and had all the right curves in all the right places. I reckoned she would have squeezed into a UK size 10 dress. She had natural silver/grey hair, friendly eyes, a lovely face with surprisingly few wrinkles and a warm smile. Not to mention those. I was curious to see what she felt like, but no way was I going to eat her cunt after some other dude had just dumped in it.She did feel different, but I couldn't put my finger on why. She had obviously douched because she wasn't wet and sloppy and she didn't feel loose, but something was different. What I did find out was what a sick fuck I was. The image of the bedroom — scattered clothes, used condoms, torn up bed — made my imagination run wild. What if instead of one guy doing her three.