“A table for two?”“Yes, somewhere quiet where my companion and I can have a conversation without being overheard, we have some business to discu...ss,” George replied and discreetly slipped the guy a twenty dollar bill.She took a deep breath as they followed him to a quiet corner of the restaurant, well away from the rest of the diners. She was truly amazed, not only could this guy walk in off the street into a place where you'd expect to have to book a table weeks in advance, he even told the man. I said they feel so silky, have a feel. Dave jumped in and ran his hands on my wifes thighs down to her feet. He did it with both of his hands, we all just stood there and looked at him.I think he then realized what he did and was embarrased. The hostess then came over and said our table was ready. We sat and chatted about everything then after dinner Ginas cel went off and there was a problem with the sitter, she said they have to go and check up on the kids. We stayed a while longer and. Surely shell want that. Oh my God, what if she doesnt want to do anything? What am I doing? I unlocked the front door and when in. She should be home anytime now. Go out to their pool and see if the temperature is right. Yes the heater must be on it feels wonderful. All of a sudden the front door opens and there she is. Putting down her books, she ran to me and jumped into my arms, wrapping her long, gorgeous legs around me. Her uniform skirt flowed up her legs and my hands reach around to hold. Finally...she's ready. Black string bikini. White towel over her shoulder. Hot. We head downstairs to the pool. There I get settled in my chair while trying not to stare at Lucy rubbing oil all over her body. Sweet Jesus. Did I mention anything about oozing sex. I get over it. Have to. O.P.P.Lucy and I hang out all day-- first hour in the chairs, the next two in the pool. Talking about all kinds of silly shit-- to each other as well as everyone else there. Laughing. Flirting. Great day. Then..