She was already comfortable enough to let me run my fingers on her arm. From there, her beautiful breasts were just an inch away. I was waiting for he...r approval.“So let’s do that,” I said with a smile.“Okay. But I don’t know what ‘making love’ means. I asked my mother several times, but she said I was not ready. Do you know how to make love?” she asked innocently.“Yes. Yes, I do,” I said with a wide grin on my face.I’m pretty sure she saw lust on my face. I was doing a poor job of hiding. Anyway, I explained my problem to my boss, Nathan’s dad, last Saturday, and he, well, here I am,” I said.“Yes, here you are. Why don’t we begin by you giving me an overview of your situation if that’s all right,” she said. “Then, I’ll ask you some questions and we can then look at what your options might be. Then, that done, we’ll put together a plan of action. Sound okay to you?”“Sure bet,” I said. Over the next half hour I laid out a time line of all of the events and happenings right up to. And I remember all too well, how just months ago, nothingseemed right to you, not your life, not me or your father, or Brad, oreven your children. I had seen it grow in you for some time. Andyet, whoever you are now, so many wonderful things have happened sincethen. Your marriage to Brad looks like it will make it. I wasworried barely three months ago, that you might separate by now andpossibly even a divorce, which could be a messy one. Now, Bradappears happy but because of his worries, I. She slipped into the water, turning to me she teased me about being a slow-coach. My problem was that my cock was stretching and filling my speedo briefs. There was no hiding my arousal. With her watching I quickly undressed and slipped into the pool.“You have a nice body Frank” she commented “Do you work out?”“Yeh” I replied. I had found that going to the gym was a good way of killing my abundance of spare time after work.We worked together for the next twenty minutes, finding myself bumping.