“Thank you,” Judy said sincerely as she took the offered drink. “You’re welcome,” replied Missy insincerely. Missy looked up at Nick, seekin...g his approval. He ignored her. Not that she wasn’t attractive, all of his cocktail waitresses were attractive, it was just that he could have her anytime. His cell phone rang. Answering it he nodded to Missy that she was dismissed. “Boss, the kid is still winning at table twelve,” intoned Bruce from the security room. “See anything?” “No. Hands are always. My glasses fogged. To hell with Meryl Streep and Africa, I thought, and whispered, "I like the feel of that." Just you wait."Cocooned by the layers of clothing, we had total privacy. Even if we made a little noise, so what? My fingers drummed lightly on her jeans and I heard her shallow breathing, little gulps of air as she shift in her seat.Now what? Unzip her jeans and keep going? Put her hand on my crotch? Sorry, I'd be a sticky mess in 20 seconds the way things were going, and I loved the. Jesse swam after him and said, “Tommy, are you alright?”“Uh huh,” he answered, still facing the pool wall.He expected her to swim away, but instead she wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressed her firm tits into his back and whispered, “I know you were getting an erection, and it’s okay,” and then she reached around his body and gripped his hard shaft in her hand before whispering, “I like it.”Tommy was stunned as Jesse swam away, and then he watched as she and Lindsay both climbed out. While she was sucking the hell out of my breasts all I could do was moan and stroke her hair. I guess she didn’t like my breasts because she didn’t suck them for very long. But she got up and left the room. I was so confused! I heard her go downstairs and come back up. When she walked back into my room she had a bottle of oil. I understood now. She opened it and squirted it all over me. Then she just dropped it and started rubbing and squeezing me. I loved the feeling her hands gently rubbing.