And Jessie ALWAYS said please when she asked me to do something for her, even something minor, which was conspicuously missing from her 'question' thi...s time."Sure" I replied, starting to get my mental balance back. Jessie takes cream and sugar in her coffee, so she normally does it herself. It's somewhat of a pain for a guy who thinks if you can't pour it straight from the pot to the cup and drink it, it isn't worth drinking in the first place. Normally I would have grabbed my sweats and pulled. He leaned back in his chair, and said he’d like me to climb up on the dining room table. That seemed kind of odd, but I went along with him, just to see where he was heading. He positioned me on my knees, with my head on the table, and my ass facing his seat. I waited for his next instructions, but he was silent. He reached up and lifted up the edge of my nightgown, and threw it over my back. My ass and pussy were completely exposed to the grateful expression on his face. He just sat back for a. I need this…I need you, I moan, and Adams hand goes down to pull his throbbing manhood out of the hole in his boxers. It looks different than what I expected, and he pushes me onto my back, kneeling between my legs. He leans over me, kissing me again, trailing kisses down my body, to my navel, and I shiver. It feels good to be touched that way, by someone knew. Please, I whisper, and Adam looks up at me, then brings himself back between my legs, pushing in quickly. I cry out, my back arching. I thought about the dock and the water and decided in an instant that I wanted to go out for a night swim. I slipped into my plain white bikini and balanced precariously on my tip toes in the doorway of my room which separated me from the landing area, tightening my back straps as I listened. I waited to hear if everyone else was in their rooms. They were. I tread lightly down the stairs and tip toed across the kitchen floor, sliding open the French doors to the patio decking at the side of the.