It was atleast something to think about, and besides, peeing felt good. Reallygood! The feeling built quickly and soon he found himself trying tohol... it back. He mentally counted seconds to himself as he held it.He only got to twenty before the pressure became too intense and hestarted wiggling a bit to try to hold back longer."Stop fidgeting!" Mel's voice cut through the room. He stood still andallowed himself to wet his diapers. Less than thirty seconds.Pitiful! He couldn't believe how. He then licked her nipples slightly. Then he started to suck both of them. Nikki moaned and put her hands on Robert’s head, nudging him closer to her body. Robert put his mouth over Nikki’s nipple and swirled his tongue around. He felt Nikki’s body tremble. He popped his mouth off and squeezed her tits. They were softer unlike Ms. Woolson’s whose tits were a bit firmer. Nikki squealed in pleasure. Robert’s cock was very hard now, and Nikki could feel it pushing from beneath his pants. Robert. "I looked a question at her, but she shook her head."Later, Sam." Sure, Mrs. D."With that, she invited us in for lemonade. Mrs. D noticed when Rick paused and looked at the swimming pool, blue and shimmering in the bright sun. She laughed."Before lunch, Rick?"He almost jumped with joy."Sure, Mrs. D!"She surveyed the rest of us, hot and a little flushed after the trip with the Jeep's air-conditioning straining to keep things livable, and figured out immediately we all needed the pool."I'll join. "What do you do for a living?" It came from nowhere. The woman sounded almost interested. I had a feeling that it was her way of passing the time nothing more."I am a struggling writer," I replied. "How about you?" Banking," she replied shortly. It seemed that I was an open subject. She on the other hand was not."That is a mighty fancy car for a teller." It was a joke but she missed it."It would be I suppose, if I were a teller." Her voice seemed almost angry."I kinda figured that," I couldn't.