She was sitting opposite me and everytime she leaned forward to pick up her wine glass I got a lovely view of her full breasts in her low cut cotton ...ress which soon had my cock beginning to thicken and when she crossed her well tanned legs I imagined for a split second that I got a glimpse of flesh coloured panties. She excused herself saying that she needed the bathroom and her must have notice that I was looking at her shapely ass as she left. We were all getting a bit tipsy and I was. After pushing my legs wider, Bill leaned over and kissed my right nipple. It felt like an electrical shock shot from my nipple to my dick. Bill said watch this. Looking down I watched him stroke his own dick while stroking mine. Some how I started getting aroused. As my precum started to run out, he rubbed it over my dick for lube. My breathing quickened as I watched his precum run down over his hand. Bill said to suck his nipples. Bill moaned, yes. Just like that. I felt my balls tighter up. Why do you have to be the only brave soul out here?" She teased.Elton pulled her closer to him. "Let's not rehash all of this ok? I just want to be with you now." He softly kissed her soft lips.She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I love you Elton, you know that?" I love you Brady. More than life itself." So are you going back to the water or you want to go back to your place and..." she blushed... "you know."He leered evilly. "You mean fuck?"She gently pushed him. "Make love would. “Will you stop?” she asked suddenly.“Stop what?”“Stop looking at me!”“Why?”She exhaled slowly.“It feels wrong. It feels indecent.” She leaned against the tumble dryer and pressed her legs together hard. “It’s just too much. You were always too much.”“Too much what?”“Everything. I always wanted you way too much.”“And that’s a bad thing?”They appraised each other silently.“You never called back,” She was open now, soft and accusatory and channelling years of hurt. “You never visited. You never.