‘I … I sort of lied to you, sir.’ I didn’t comment, and finally, she put down her fork and stared up at me pleadingly. ‘I’m NOT a virgin.�...�� She looked down at her hands in her lap. ‘Would you like to tell me about it?’ She sighed. ‘No, sir.’ She sniffed a couple times. ‘Of course, you could MAKE me tell you, if you wanted.’ She didn’t see my hesitant grin. ‘I think that what you’re trying to say is that you WANT me to make you tell me.’ I kept my voice tender. She kept her eyes lowered. ‘I … I. He wondered whathe could change into. Sensing that Bill was not going to provide himwith any clothes, he began looking through his wife?s suitcase. Hefound some plain white panties, a pair of pale blue shorts and a whitet-shirt and decided that they would do. He went to the shower and tookoff his wife?s bikini; although he had been conscious of it on somelevel, he now fully realized for the first time that his cock was hard.He wondered what that was about, then decided it had been an. “Where do we go from here? I don't know about you, but I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me?”“You know what I meant, smart-ass. Where is it that we're taking this?”“Don't ruin the moment, honey. I haven't thought that far ahead. We will talk about it tomorrow. Tonight, I just want to savor this incredible day. Can you do one more thing for me, sweetheart?” Lexi said, with pleading puppy eyes.“Anything, my love.”“Anything? Are you sure?”“Yes! Anything!” I replied, resolutely.“Great! You. Dickie always had a few aches and pains when he came back from golfing, no carts for my boys, they walked.I said, “Why not change into your suit and come out by the pool, I’ll fix a couple of gin and tonics and give you a back rub?”“Oh Abbie, I can feel it already, I’ll be right out.”I was waiting, two gin and tonics and some oil. Dickie lay on the lounge chair and I did his back for him. We chatted the early afternoon away, nothing meaningful, he told me about his round of gold, I mentioned.