I promised her that no one would ever know that she had told me what she had done.She sat up in the tub and soaped up a washcloth. She began scrubbin...g herself everywhere she could reach. I asked her if she was going to be alright and she said she wanted me to wash her back which I did. While I did she washed her pussy. I hoped she would get all that stink out of there. I was still planning to lick her pussy. When I had finished washing her back she asked me to get her toothbrush,. She felt a constricting sense of doom around her neck. Her nipples tingled. Her heart accelerated and she felt that old erotic excitement. Horacio was the stud jock in high school that lured Leila away from Joel. He had nearly ruined her life. It was 2005 and Leila was 17 and a junior at Richmond High. Ace was 19 and a senior. Leila was dating Joel and had been with him for four months when Ace took notice of her. She was a shapely athletic girl, a star on the school softball team. Ace played. ”She smiled, showing off the deepest, cutest dimples I had ever seen. “You’re welcome. Have you decided what you want?”I felt myself blush, which surprised me. “I guess I’ll just have the corned beef hash and a side of pancakes, ma’am.”“Well, aren’t you the cutest thing!” she exclaimed, “You’re at least decent enough to blush at your wicked thoughts!” I started to protest, but she pushed the creamer closer to me. “Don’t worry Honey, at my age I count those kinds of thoughts as a big. ”As soon as he undressed we stood inches apart, our bodies making no contact, only our fingertips writing desire in feathery touches on our skin. I leaned in to drink but he only allowed a touch of lips, only allowed a tweak of nipples—my hand to his, his to mine, and only allowed light sparring of our gorged cocks.“Hold me, Arnie,” he said with eyes glistening in the waning light. “Complete me.”And as I opened my arms to him, he turned and backed into my embrace, causing my cock to nestle.