“Yes, you can come in,” Michelle replied. Michelle stopped. I was going to tell him no. No big deal she though. Well it couldn't be too bad. “Wh...t did you want?” she asked.“I think I left a few things here and I thought I could get them back. Like the sweater your wearing it is mine,” Ryan said pushing out his spirit again. Yes it did belong to Ryan; I should take it off now. He thought.“Your right, it is yours, here you go,” she said pulling up the red and blue sweater over her, revealing a. Sara looked at me and winked, 'be right back Mariel, must be off to the bank and deposit this beauty' and she got up asking me to finish and she would see me in the coffee shop later.'Dont worry sweety, he's finished, she added pointing to his cock, and dissapeared into the elevator leaving me with him to bathe.I eased him out of the chair and pulled on the chord holding his pants up and with one jerk they were at his ankles.He steadied himself on the bar on the wall and I dropped down to my. It was cloudy that night and there were no outside lights on, but the pool was lit. The darkness, plus the glow from the water made it difficult for anyone inside the house to see what was happening on the far side of the pool. Josh told me if we went over there, we wouldn't be seen. I was thinking this is a little kinky, which I liked, since we'd be fucking somewhere that was both public and private! When we got the far side of the pool, we stopped at the diving board. That's when Josh told me. Once there, he helped Shorty get undressed and into the shower. Following the shower, he gave Shorty a clean pair of PJs and sent him to bed. Shorty slept for twelve hours straight.When Shorty awoke, at first he did not realize where he was. Coming to Sam’s house was a mere vague memory. Needing to urinate badly, Shorty entered the bathroom only to hear the shower running. He realized someone was in the shower, but could not tell if it was Sam or his wife.Unable to wait, Shorty began to urinate.