Little problem." She sauntered over to the door, closed it and turned the lock. "Now," she said, "since you've seen so much of me, I'd like to see wha... you've been trying to hide down there."Carol came to where Bob was sitting and put her hand lightly over his crotch. "Are you going to do this, or shall I?" she smiled. Bob stood up, loosened his belt, unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then he pulled down his undershorts, his cock slapping heavily against his stomach as it came. In half a second she lets out a moan, trying to be quiet. She manages a few more quiet breaths then moans again, long enough to let me know she’s hitting her orgasm. She pauses a moment, still embracing me firmly, then relaxes. “God damn,” she says. We laugh. She throws her head forward like she’s too exhausted to stand straight, letting water run down the back of her neck. I massage her gently and wonder how well we will know each other after tonight, but quickly push that distraction away.. Everything. It was like I—what, I didn't know how to function. At all."David said nothing."And that's why it was five months for me, because I was just ... Gone. I barely remember anything from that time—not like memory loss, but just ... You know how it's like, when you know that things happened to you, but they weren't important enough to remember? That's the whole five months. But it must've gotten bad at some point, because..." She took a deep breath—and then held out her hands to him,. He pulled her to himself and they kissed, his hands clasping her supple buttocks., first tentatively, then boldly. He lifted her skirt up and tugging down her panties, felt her warm, smooth bottom for the first time. She unzipped him either so quickly or so gently, that he was jolted when he felt her hand holding his bare skin, stroking it gently. She pulled away from him, then slipped on, unfastening his belt and tugging his trousers and briefs down. For a moment, she looked up at him, her.