Her fingers were thrust deep into her hot little pussy, going in and out as the fingers on her other hand rubbed her swollen little nub of a clit. ‘...Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, ma’am,’ he apologized, averting his eyes so as not to embarrass her further. ‘It’s ok, I should have locked the door. And you don’t have to call me ma’am, it makes me feel old, just call me Lacey,’ she said. ‘Thanks for the towels, I’ve been craving a shower after my long drive today.’ ‘You’re welcome, ma’….Lacey.’. "I wouldn't feel right if I didn't," I replied.Then we both sat in silence for what seemed to me to be a very long time."Well are we going to do this or not?" she eventually asked."Y-yeah, whenever you're ready," I replied nervously.I'd never done anything like this before and the fact that I was a novice at this kind of thing must have been showing. Knocking her scotch back like an old soldier, she slid off the barstool and took hold of my arm, then gently guided me from the bar out into the. She is also upset about something that went wrongat work." Just my luck," I replied. "I take it there's no chance of you tying herto one of the kitchen chairs is there?"Beth just giggled, "no. You seem to be taking your impending doom ratherwell." Well what other way is there? She was bound to find out one day. I'djust hoped it was when I was older."The bus stopped to let me off and I trudged up the hill towards home. AsI approached the house I noticed that the outside light was on. Icrossed my. I was running about two meters behind Jennifer. She was turning right at the pool and I was coming closer. We were both laughing. She probably realized that it was not really smart to walk near the pool, so she started to run away from it. I was coming closer and grabbed her right hand. "Now I've got you!" I yelled and I laughed. I now lifted her legs up and started to walk to the pool. I saw that my parents and Peter were all laughing too. "No, not the pool!" Jennifer screamed and she tried to.