I poured myself a drink and had a smoke to calm down and waited. About a half and hour later the phone rang again. "Hey Phantom," she said softly. "He...y Wanderlust," I responded. "The door between our rooms is open on my side, please come over," she crooned. I hung up and opened the door that joined our rooms and stepped inside and the sight before my eyes caused me to get hard. Loni was dressed in black seamed nylons, a black silk garter belt and a shelf bra. A tiny spandex thong covered her. The rest of the team got there shortly thereafter, so we practiced relays for a bit. About an hour before the match was scheduled to start, Coach Overholt blew the whistle."Everybody out of the pool! I want you guys to get some rest before the match starts." We hung out on the bleachers while we waited for the other team to arrive. Jeff looked up at me."While we're waiting, why don't we have sex?" Nah, Overholt wants us to rest. Besides, having sex afterwards always motivates me to swim. Her arm wrapped around me and we just lay there and cried, more in relief, I think than in fear or sadness. "I was so afraid," she whispered to me. "I hurt you so much and I thought I'd lost you. Nothing seemed to make any sense any more." "I know, I know, honey. I'm sorry. I hurt you with my anger and my words and I'm so sorry. You didn't mean to hurt me. I just lost control and said things I shouldn't have said." "No, love, you didn't," she said. "They needed to be said. I needed to know that. MANNINGWhen Manning stepped up to me, I decided his fantasy began now. I grabbed his shirt with both fists pulling him towards me. I kissed him deep not giving him a chance to seize control of this kiss. My tongue thrust between his lips and sought the warmth of his mouth. His hands were on my hips and moving to slide over my back. My teeth grazed his lower lip and as I took a step back. “Hi, sexy.” I purred. He smiled and said, “Hello.” I had no idea of the sexual history of Kenna, and when.