“Hmm. Interesting.” He put his hand on my hand. “So we’re both free to do what we want?” “Yes… how ironic meeting here?” I said to hi..., immediately taking his advances. Now he was staring at me, straight into my eyes. Reading me. He was always a little too good at that. For that silent moment, the world was still, but broken when he leaned in to kiss me. For a second I stood there, just letting him. Then I put my hand through his wet hair. I got closer, purposely pressing my body to his. . Soaping her lips her fingers would linger in application to her clit that seemed so large and responsive. Her mouth was unusually slippery too, and it obviously was not from the soap as her other hand studiously attended her ass. Showers were becoming longer and more enjoyable regardless whether they ended in the satisfaction that such effective cleansing could provide. Evenings often found wet expression of their stories or hers veering from theirs. The closer the time, the more she wondered. As I enter you grab me and kiss me passionately, pulling me against you hard. We stumble backwards, you fall onto the bed pulling me with you. I fall between your legs, frantically kissing your lips, my hands moving along your body. Your legs rubbing along me as u kick your boots off. You wrap them around me, pulling my body against yours, our hips grinding. Our hands becoming more bold and adventurous, mine sliding under your dress up the inside of your thighs. The stockings separating your. We walked back to the kitchen and out to the back yard with me. Oh Damn, You have a hot tub! I just love em I lit the grill, Beca brought out the steaks. Tammi was looking at the spa. maybe we can go tubing later on, Tammi did you bring your swim suite? Beca asked. No Sorry, I didn't know I needed one she said. Beca said, well you can wear one of mine, it might be hard to get your tittles in a smaller cup. We had ah big laugh.I cooked the steaks, corn on the cob and green veggies. We ate.