He was barefoot so I didn’t hear him approach the open window. He must have gotten quite the eyeful! I thought I heard a sound close by so I stopp...d stroking and got up on my hands and knees to look out the window. I didn’t see anything, so I just shrugged my shoulders and got back down on my back and resumed the luxuriously slow stroking of my cock. I often like to stroke slowly so as to maximize the time of pleasure before I cum. I imagined that the pretty neighbor girl had been spying. What happens when we try to go out to a nice restaurant? What happens when we try to get to our table?" Ugh, the chair gets in everyone's way. It's embarrassing." So I called ahead and asked them not to embarrass you. They did it for you not for me. OK?"Rebecca pulled Tony to her by his arm and kissed his cheek. "Thank you Tony that was nice of you."Marj beamed at him. "That was very thoughtful of you Tony. I'm not sure that really explains the whole conversation though. What did Rebecca think. "Nice. Sure. I could use a massage if it won't take up your time. I don't want you to be late for anything." It'll be a quickie," Heather replied, checking the time.Heather brought the massage chair from the office closet to the tile floors of the shower area. The massage chair was thin, foldable, and had a spot for someone to rest their face and upper body against it.The trainer reached down. "Let's take off our shoes and socks. We wouldn't want to slip on the wet surface."She watched Heather. She had spent the day at the library, looking at some things. She had been very secretive about what she was looking AT. She went around kissing everyone in the room. Bob had been sitting at the other table, listening to the others. She sat down beside him, after filling his glass with ice tea, and getting one for herself.The meeting broke up, with Albert promising to go ahead and get his education. He hugged both of the men, and promised to try to use a little more "common sense." Carl looked.