We’re celebrating tonight.”“I’m not really sure what the guys have planned so can I let you know? I’m not leaving until after tomorrow.” H... said to test her reaction, although he knew he’d do what she wanted anyway. “No. Go downstairs and tell them that I asked you for a work dinner to discuss another venture with me and be at this address at 7pm.” She handed him a business card with her address written neatly on the back. “Uh………OK, but what if-“ “No if’s. Be there with a bottle of Laurent. If it's all right with you two, I'll come to Bondi. Have you had lunch yet?”“Of course it's all right. No we haven't eaten yet. I was just thinking about it. Could you bring shorts and a T-shirt for me and something for Lilly to wear, so that we can go to a half decent restaurant? We only have our swimmers on.”“OK. See you soon.”Ten minutes later Sarah rang again.“I've just parked in the parking area. Where are you?”“We're just coming up the steps nearest to the surf club pavilion. We'll walk. Sunny yelped "..gonna cummm" and just the pressure of his little hard-on pumping against my finger was enough to make him squirt cum all down his thighs, squirt after squirt with his little pink asshole squeezing tight with each squirt. Now, I had the idea that this would, at least, get Sunny some sort of relief so he would at least be able to go a morning shift without begging the doctors to fuck his little asshole or getting hard erections every time a client came in for an appointment. It. Slowly, she drops to her knees, washing his ass, and thighs, calves and feet. Getting a handful of soap, she lightly washes his balls and cock, rubbing him in a slightly arousing manner, as she cleans. He groans, and hugs her to him, pressing her face into his hip. She smiles and hugs him back, happy with her life with him. She stands up, and lightly pushes him into the stream of water, watching the soap run off of his body. He tilts his head into the water, and she grabs the shampoo, lightly.