Nicole had a feeling a big pile of empty cans lay on the other side. She wasn’t wrong.The pool house had a small patio in front. A bench press and v...arious weights occupied most of that area. The teen picked up a few steel plates off the ground and racked them onto the barbell. Each of them weighed at least 50 or 75 pounds. Her wimp husband probably couldn’t have lifted a single plate, let alone the 400-pound load the teenage bodybuilder lay down to bench.Nicole counted his reps. Lance lifted. Ireally did have to think for a moment on how I should respond to herquestions."I'm sorry, Tammy. I didn't know how to tell you about myself. I justhappened to think you are the most beautiful woman in the country and Iwanted to have a drink with you. I don't know what made me invite you tomy house, and I didn't expect you'd accept. I'm not into guys. Really. Ijust happen to think of myself as a girl sometimes, but I'm still a guyand want a relationship with a woman. I've never had that before.. When the wax became dry, I would lickthe leather again, enjoying the sensual feeling of my tongue gliding overthe boot. As the gloss on my boots began to grow, so did my excitement. I foundmyself licking the boots more than polishing. Once I had finished shiningthe boots I would get off by softly rubbing the boot against my crotch. Mycock was usually pretty hard already from the excitement of licking theboot, but the feel of that boot toe on my cock was pure ecstasy. I alwaystried to stop. It's kind of funny the little details you remember from such a long time ago, but I remember on one occasion it seemed that she hadn't shaved her legs in a couple days and can vividly recall that it really turned me on for some reason to lie there and run my hand up and down her stubbley legs. I do remember pulling her shirt up once to briefly see her boobs just to see what they looked like, but was too nervous to fondle them, not knowing if she would get mad or not because she was older than.