.I had expected my phone to go crazy while Kelly confesses to her friends, but thankfully I heard nothing. I saw where Mr. Trainer had sent her a few ...essages today. She is now calling him by his first name AND he lives near Aaron, Mr. Mint. Amy was terrified that Kelly was upset that she had done something with her dog. I was really looking forward to hearing about that. I am a twisted man, I tell myself as I finish up my lunch.“Hey Kevin where's your sidekick today?” Frenchie asks. “His wife. Her nails and makeup always perfect. That would be the word, perfect. She was full figured in a way middle aged woman often are. A very good way I might add. Those impeccably tailored business suits never wrinkled because her full hips strained against the fabric as she walked. If I close my eyes, I can still recall that sway as she moved. The kind of movement that made a young man's mind go into overdrive. The kind of movement that made me want to just reach out and grab her perfect. ” The look on his face changed from somnolent incomprehension to a dawning recollection of our little games of cribbage, his lost bet, and his position as the one who took the orders for tonight. I stripped down the covers, and turned on the reading lamp on my side of the bed, making an island of light in the dark ocean of our bedroom, and nothing beyond its shores was of any consequence. As Patrick came to his knees I saw that he no longer was wearing his cock ring, but that his dick was. I quickly washed up, hoping Dory hadn’t seen or heard me. After drying off, I put on my swim trunks and headed out to the pool.Diving in, the cool water felt good as I swam to the far end and flipped on my back. With closed eyes, I floated back toward the shallow end, enjoying the quiet. The silence I had been enjoying was broken by, “Hey Bro, thought I’d join you.”I stopped, stood and turned to see Sis standing waist-deep in the water. My eyes grew as big as saucers as I looked at the bikini.