I closed my eyes imaging that the entire shower room was filled with other young guys showering in their speedos and jerking off.“What the fuck are ...ou doing?”The deep bellowing voice shocked me out of my fantasy. I physically jumped and might have let out a little bit of a scream.Standing there with hands on his hips was Gary, the manager of the pool.Gary and his wife manage the pool. They are in their late forties or early fifties, I would guess. They are nice enough and we say hello each. " John I should never have divorced you. You were always there for me and did just what I wanted you to do. Brian was more of a take-charge person. I did not realize this until we traveled overseas. I suppose I didn't think you equaled me in class and I thought Brian did."I did budget how much money I planned on spending on our sojourn. Brian spent it freely. Then I woke up two weeks ago and he was gone. He took everything of value, including his clothes and my jewelry. He stuck me with the. ‘Your cum will be reappearing very soon and I wouldn’t want to ruin your sofa’. She put the towel down and sat.He thought of all the wanks he’d had on that trusty sofa and smiled to himself, but her conscientious attitude did her great credit and he felt more warmly towards her for it.He was still standing and she gave his now flaccid prick a kiss and invited him to tip out her handbag on the floor in front of them.He did and was impressed at the lack of rubbish and nonsense within.A bullet. She moaned softly as his hand caressed her breast.“You are so beautiful,” he remarked, a palm to her soft face.“Thank you and you are quite handsome.”“Is it alright if I take off your leg?”“I’ve never been asked that before. Sure, if you like.”Alex moved to one knee and grasping it, gently pulled towards him. A little more pressure and it slid from her. “Can I touch it, the end?”“Why the interest in my leg and yes you can.”“Kirk, the boy at school would take his leg off during the half-time.