She enjoyed seeing the muscles on his back ripple and flex as he gracefully moved through the water and slowly allowed herself to imagine the power th...at lay locked within his arms and long legs. His movement was fluid and smooth, with very little wasted effort. She watched him in the turns at the end of each half-lap, thinking about his hair flowing back over the top of his head, slicked down by the water through which he smoothly passed. She thought within herself that Austin Wyatt was the. The next morning, as usual, there we were in the Kindergarten yard. Tired parents and overtired kids. Several of us, including myself and Little Bo Peep - who was now wearing skintight jeans and a sweatshirt - were holding cups of coffee. We stood around and compared notes on how many kids had come to our houses and how late our own kids had been up, and the short- and long-term effects of too much sugar on 4 and 5 year olds. As the bell rang, and the kids ran to get into line, I noticed Little. “Not totally” she winked “but next time!”“Look forward to it” I grinned.She reached across and grabbed my now limp cock “oh yes, can't wait to have this back inside me!” She leaned across and kissed me on the lips. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and I was hesitant to kiss back with the salty taste of cum in her mouth but the passion gave way and I kissed her back.We kissed passionately for several minutes before we broke the kiss. “Let's get you home gorgeous” I smiled as I pulled my. ”“Oediplex.”“Yes! What about him, huh? How do you explain that?!”“I am Oediplex. Mother, I . .AM - Oediplex, I write those stories.”“You can’t be! He’s good! You failed Senior English in High School, you can’t spell worth a damn. I’ve read Oediplex for years, he’s my favorite author [note to reader: don’t you cringe when authors do this?] just as Pandora’s Box is my favorite erotic artist. The two always make me peak every time. That would mean that I . . . - ”, her voice trailed off. .