During the day, I made an excuse to visit the local library, sneaking the diary inside my jacket, and used their photocopier to reproduce every page o...f it. Over the next few months, especially when Stacey and I were not together, I read and re-read it – especially the parts where Craig had spied on his sister, catching glimpses of her naked breasts, her buttocks and her pussy – parts of her I had yet to see, myself!But then, at last, Stacey and I entered into a full sexual relationship and the. I organized to pick her up in the morning. Before she left the van, I told her to wear a swimsuit under her clothes because we may have to get into the pool to perform some maintenance tasks.Picking her up in the morning I noted that she was dressed a little different today. Today she was wearing shorts and a polo shirt, and joggers on her feet - much like my uniform.“Did you remember your swimsuit?” I asked.“Yep. Sure did” was her cheerful response.We had four services to perform that day - a. “Arms behind your back!”He did as he was told and Alice snapped the fuzzy cuffs gently on his wrists. Much to his chagrin, he didn't feel his wife loosen her grip or slide off the bed to get more toys. She gave his ass cheeks some gentle squeezes before hunkering down. Richard felt hot breath on his pucker and taint as Alice got into a familiar position.Her tongue dove into his ass with practiced ease and after a few more squeezes of his cheeks, her right hand drifted down and began massaging. So I started dancing with her again. We stayed at the party for a couple more hours and had a good time together without knowing a damn thing about each other than our physical appearances. But when Jerry called the party, it was just us two and a few other people there, and we weren't ready to call it quits. “You wanna come back to my place and have a few more drinks?” The lady asked. “You want me to come back to your place without knowing anything about you? You could be a serial killer or.