“Please don't do that.”“Why not? You were obviously enjoying it during the last dance.”“Yes. But Jules is a friend.”I called Jules a frien...? I'd only met him 3 days ago. Was he a friend because I had stroked his cock for 10 minutes, then watched him and Jim fuck Julia? Was he a friend because Julia had fucked my husband (and probably would again soon) and Jules was Julia's live-in lover? No. I decided that I had called Jules a friend because I already found that I was comfortable having. She also had crystal blue and a pair of cute small, but perky, breasts. Just like me, she too was a bit geeky and was most definitely a virgin. All three of us walked the quarter of a mile trek back to my house, and they were going to help me set up for the party of a lifetime! I had cheekily asked my parents if they could go away for the night and, much to my surprise, they agreed with me for the first time in my life. When we got home my parents were just leaving for their romantic evening in. I recall a friend telling me that we could sneak through the fence and go watch the fish in his pond.No Trespassing! Keep Out! What did these signs mean to us? Nothing. We crawled through the fence and made our way through the corn stalks. Near the end of one row was a very large pond. And in the pond you could see all kinds of colorful fish swimming around.I feel like I should be blogging, or Tweeting, but this is draining enough. I don't know if I could keep up at the pace those efforts. Needing just that. A massage. Though it would also be interesting to see Tony's reaction, if he might hint at a possible repeat of their last get-together. As Anna approached the sauna/spa area, she decided to play it cool, casual, and see what if anything either of them might be up to. The mere thought of a possible repeat of their last sensual encounter already sending shivers of desire up and down her spine, not to mention the sudden pooling of moisture between her legs. Still, Anna wasn't.