How come you don't have a pool?" What?" Look," she pointed, "lots of people have pools and they look so refreshing. I bet they're a lot warmer than th...e sea."I moved over to the balustrade next to her where she leaned over, rather precariously, I thought. Placing a hand on her back I answered, "I do." Do what?" I have a pool."She turned her head, steel-gray eyes studying me. "No you don't."Grinning I pointed to the right, one level down, our neighbour. "There. That's my pool." No it isn't." She. "Talk to him about it, and ask him whether he wants us to do this. Tell him about what the Orioles have said about his coming out, during the off season -- if that's what he wants to do by that time." Do I try to persuade him to go along with this, if he's reluctant?" No. Just give him the whole picture. Explain the prevailing attitudes at the Warehouse, if necessary, but make clear that it's his choice. If he doesn't want to do this thing, we'll just call Mitchell back and tell him all bets. Lisa felt her hips rise to meet Betty’s tongue and Lisa decided to return the favor. Shifting herself under Betty she began to lick and flick her tongue over Betty’s clit. Both men backed off a bit to allow the women to explore unimpeded. Out of the corner of her eye, Lisa could see Jeff slowly stroking his cock to rigid attention. Jeff reached out and slowly inserted fingers into Betty’s pussy to gather her wetness and then moved up to her ass. Inserting first one and then two fingers, he. I then looked at her and said ok, and told her that was the whole fantasy and what was making the thought so hot. She then said you don’t even know how old this guy is. I then told the wife to think about it, and I told her that on the phone it sounded like he was around our age or younger and we both fell asleep as usual. Over the next few days every time I called home from work I would ensure to take a couple of minutes to remind her how fun the upcoming weekend would be. I knew if I done.