I really felt like reaching out and touching them and her nice legs as well, but I was too embarrassed. Or shy. Or both. My little man got hard again ...in a hurry though.She helped me to my feet, ignoring the fact that the arm of her blouse got soaked. Water began bouncing off me and going everywhere because the sliding door was open. Then she proceeded to strip naked. An attractive woman took all the rest of her clothes off less than two feet away from me. I nearly came the moment she dropped. He pulled out and without a word he fled the room. I heard him washing his dick in the bathroom before re-emerging and collapsing into bed next to me. "You'd better go and sit on the loo" he said. "I don't want shit and cum all over my fitted sheet". I dutifully did his bidding and upon my return, he'd laid on his side. As I cuddled into him, nuzzling his neck, I felt the deep, rhythmic sighs of a sleeping body.On waking later, Nick was charming and attentive, making the obligatory post hook-up. I was at my wits end in that hot stuffy business suit and I could not take another second. I was able to stop for a moment and take a deep breath. I collected my thoughts and headed out the French doors to the pool. I walked straight into the middle, holding my bottle above my head to avoid spilling. I pulled the last remaining stocking off my leg and tossed against the house. The cool water and what was left of the evening sun felt great on my skin. I made my way toward the beep end where I. I felt sorry for the youngster. “You did a good job guarding the place,” I said. “If you don’t have to rush off home, let me buy you a pie and a pint in the Poacher’s Arms.”“I don’t want to be a gooseberry,” said the PCSO, indicating Prudence and myself as though we were a couple.Prudence giggled. “I’ve known Father O’Malley less than a day,” she said. “He’s a guest here and I’m a lawyer representing the property owners. If you won’t accept a drink from the Father here, I’d be happy to buy you.