"Why not? No one seemed to mind when we went skinny dipping last night..." But that was just swimming." Well, what if we started in the pool and then ...oved to the shadows?" Hmm," she hedged and made a production about considering my words. "Okay, but I want to be on top this time." It's a deal!" I agreed as we raced off towards the pool.Marian again became feisty once she entered the water, but this time she made no effort to hold back. I'd barely gotten acclimated to the water's chill, when. I’m trying to be good. Really. I know how much you have riding on this game. Hell, you and I are even playing each other head-to-head this week in fantasy football. And we do this every week. Watch Monday Night Football. I’m screaming when we score and cursing the bad officiating. I want to let you finish watching. As much as I do, I can’t keep my mind off of wanting you. You’re still in your work clothes, with that blue tie that doesn’t match your purple shirt. I still remember how sweet. I unbutton each button starting at the bottom and caress each delightful inch of bare skin I discover. My flattened palms rub each nipple, feeling them pucker at my touch. I slide them up to your shoulders and push your shirt off slowly, savoring the taut arms under the sleeves. After your shirt meets my heaped clothes, my hands meet on your belly, caressing in small circles before working around over your love handles to your lower back. I pull you towards me, and you feel my soft hands gently. ”I turned them off and helped her into her panties.I was massaging her bottom when she asked, “I’m going to get it tonight, aren’t I?”“Are you clean?” I asked.“Always,” she replied.I knew that was true, my Suz was fastidious about cleanliness, both inside and out.While I dressed so did she. I wore slacks with a pull over shirt and a jacket. She had on a pale pink shell top, a red mini-skirt and high heeled sandals.We took a taxi to our destination.While we dined on Japanese I gave Suz a.