Like you would see a guy sitting in the parking lot or walking round and round in circles and you knew why he was there. He wanted a release. Often he... wasn't picky how he got it. I found with many men, it seemed like they were grateful when I did things. In a way it also felt like an escape from my normal life, not that it was horrible, it was simply nice to get away.I feel what I did really depended on how I felt in that moment. If the guy made me comfortable or uneasy. If I felt no one else. This time I watched him casually, sure that watching was within my rights. I admired him for a while, savoring the access and the implicit trust of his nakedness.When he turned around I admired the plane of taut skin that stretched from his chest down over his muscled core to the thatch of dark hair between his legs. His dick hung heavy there, still thick from use, and I watched a stream of water slide down his front and fall from its arrow shaped head. I watched until he wiped his face and saw. I followed her in the house. We walked straight through the main part of the house until we got to a closed door I'd never seen before. "My father just had this put in," she said"His private indoor swimming pool,"I would later find out that Hannah had stolen the key without her parents permission. We walked into the room. "Great, I don't even have swim trunks!" I bitched at her. "I can' believe you brought me here at 8 in the morning to take a fucking swim!" It's ok," she smiled. "We'll still. I was instructed to leave her alone until she was finished and to keep little Amber away from the Guesthouse until she was done.When my wife sets her mind on something, she'll move Heaven and Earth to get it done.It was 3:00 in the morning when my wife woke me up, saying nothing but, "Its time."I didn't dare ask what she meant after seeing the serious look on her face. I instantly knew! And my penis got immediately erect! And it stayed that way for the next three days... !Little Amber didn't.