" I think he, uh, likes my ass," Pete said finally."Okay," I replied, "How do you feel about that?" Weird." Weird, how?" Well..."I chuckled. "Son, I c...n read you like a book, so just come out with it." It, uh, might be nice..." Might be," I agreed."I've never done it." Well, you can ask him -- or are you asking me?" I asked."I, uh, you..." He hung his head."Jeezus, Son, you look like somebody shot your dog!" I exclaimed."Well, I'm sure you're disappointed in me..." Son, you spent half the night. You’re killing me”. I smile as I slow it down. Her eyes open up at the relaxed version but its tormenting her right in front of me. She leans back, “Two can play this game”. Her bare foot reaches my thigh and she touches my hard cock through my suit pants under the table.I say, trying to retain control, “Can you feel the heat from it? That’s what you’re doing to me.” The sole of her foot lays right on top of my full 8 inches. She can tell the girth I have and the heat emanating from my cock is. "Hey, what's up?" I say. 'Geez, I sound so stupid,' I thought to myself.Margret gets a big smile and replies, "Oh, not much. Just wanted to say hey. You're looking a little red, the sun is hot today. I have some great cream that would help with that." Thanks, but I'll be fine," I reply knowing that it's just because I'm blushing."I insist, now come back with me to my place."Before I can answer she is grabbing my hand and pulling me up from where I was sitting under a tree.Margret lives just off. Glancing sideways, I admired her taut bum wrapped in yellowed shorts. We neared the clubhouse to be welcome by silence. The rest of the girls had already left. ‘That’s strange. Where did everyone go?’ I asked. ‘It’s the first day of the surfing competition. I think half of the team went, Coach.’ ‘Doesn’t anyone take a shower anymore?’ Ala laughed and replied, ‘Not when the competition started an hour ago!’ ‘You girls should have said something. I would have ended the training earlier. Now I’m.