I miss him more than anything or anyone else. I walk upstairs grudgingly to take my shower. I couldn’t stop thinking of his sweet gestures. He cloud...d my thoughts today instead of sitting at the back of my mind. I miss the feel of his arms around me, the feeling of having someone to kiss and hug, the feeling of his hand on mine giving it a tight squeeze, his hot breath on my neck, the moment before a kiss with him, being stupid with him, acting like a complete idiot, I miss my lover. It feels. ... Pat spotted him first.We had gotten in the pool nearly the complete opposite side of the pool from him but once I saw him he stood out. He was the only other guy, out of hundreds, wearing a speedo, a black speedo. Dave was sitting on the side of the pool just below the lifeguard chair, drink in hand, red baseball cap and looking straight at us with a cheese eating grin that we could see from the 100 yards or so across the pool. The pool isn't very deep, belly button depth maybe so we. Just like his hands had done. Fingers running over my crotch. I felt the heat, a longing, the stubbles since I had not shaved since Sunday.Longingly I ran a finger over my pussy lips, parted them slowly. They spread so easily, nearly without effort. Even though I had showered not long ago I was wet. Exploring the soft wet flesh with my fingers made me sigh. Oh fuck, this felt so good. Teasing myself I led one finger slide up and down, from the entrance of my greedy cunt to my sensitive clit and. I worked in the tele-communications field when it disintegrated. I found myself unemployed with most of the industry.I lived off our savings as long as I could, my wife left soon after I lost my job.We sold the house and she quickly found another guy.I moved into an apartment and decided I had to accept a llower paying job.I eventually found a job teachign business at the local community college. The pay isn't good but I'm employed.They way these schools work you start out as an Instructor util.