He kissed her deeply as his hands slid down over her back and butt, then pulled her skirt up, exposing her bare bottom.He pulled her against him tight...ly and she could feel the hard ridge of his cock straining against the front of his jeans. Her hands slid between them and she unbuttoned his pants, then slipped her hand inside to caress his fullness. He growled as she gently squeezed him. He bent his head close to her ear and whispered, "Bedroom, now!" She nodded and led him to the bedroom down. "She was being so understanding, but my mind wouldn't settle. The very scenario I’d feared. All so appealing, naked on a bed alongside a naked Laura. Yet here I was shrunken and sick with myself.Laura hauled herself off the bed, "I'll need to get myself cleaned up. And please remember---major rule--never over anticipate sexual contact. Rule two--don't dwell on failure."I watched her elegant figure as she glided to the en-suite. Enraptured by it yet sickened that I had soiled that lovely body.. But this was better. She grinned. Aidan, despite all the room, still managed to knock into everything!"Weather! I said put on more sunscreen or you'll have to come inside!" Okay, Mom! I will!"She wondered if another dip might be better. She'd seen Aidan staring at her pussy after swimming. She knew he was looking at the dark shadow of her pubes, her bush still a bit small, but covering her mons nicely. With a twinge of pleasure Weather wondered if Aidan would like to give her a bikini trim. How. She had my attention in more ways than one, Her beauty had me all undone, And the lump in my pants was on the rise, She gave her cup a stroke then two with long fingers planned, As if it was I “her lucky older man.” She made her way to my table, I stood before she was able, Forgetting the bulge in my jeans, Her eyes were quick and a grinned limerick, With sultry words, “Shall we go to your place or mine?” She is a mid-afternoon delight An older poet’s plight for lack of words, To describe.