Sheila screamed when she came. Wendy followed within a few seconds. Sheila put her fingers in her mouth. They both laughed. The ice was broken. The ne...rvous laughter continued. Tears rolled down their cheeks. “What have we done ?”, said Sheila leaning her head against Wendy’s shoulder.“We both needed it”, simply answered Wendy. “What do we do now ?”, asked Sheila“I think that NOW, you can drive me home. LATER during the week, we can phone and make a date…somehow…somewhere…Think about it. I don’t. Finally she managed to get it loose,and the restraining fabric fell away from her full mounds, givinghim a brief unexpected glimpse of the white firmness of her rightbreast before she pressed her torso back down onto the towel.Then she wriggled her firmly rounded buttocks once or twice to getcomfortable, and Tommy felt a slight tremble and jerk of his penisinside his tight swimming trunks. God, that woman couldn’t helpbut look sexy, whatever she did! “Yeah,” Fred Furness. I slipped them on and turned to face the mirror.There he was, leaning his back against the wall, giving me a seductive glare. He is so sexy. His gruff voice, His long silky air, His dark exotic tan. I feel so inferior in his presence."Take off the dress."I blush, thinking it was a joke, but his face remained still."You wanted me to be more aggressive? Did you not?"I nodded, shaking a little, "How did you know?"He pulls out my diary from his back pocket and tosses it onto the bed."Take them. Want you, but I am not expecting you.. you know...to give everything upand follow me back to England" I explained "I just..want you to fuck me"He gulped"You're very direct" he saidI figured we'd wasted enough time talking so I moved in, and kissed him firmly on the lips.I tightened my grip on his cock under the water. He was not hard, maybe a semi, but nothing more. I began to wank him as we kissed, he was growing strong now. I had a feel of his balls with my other hand. I stopped the kiss for.