It was a short wait. If I had been a man, I would have had in instant hard on. To say she looked hot was an understatement. She wore the same dress as... I but in black. Her larger boobs were a plus. She wore 4 inch black heels that made us the same height. She also chose a light lip gloss.Jenny and Vicky were dressed as chauffeurs; little black hats and all. Ching Lee and Marcy were dressed as French maids. They wanted pictures. We posed side by side, back to back, face to face, my hands on her. I let it slide up her belly to her chest, over her heart, where I held it, feeling her warmth, her breathing beginning to ease. I kissed her. After a few minutes rest, I stood and held a hand out to her. ‘I don’t know if I can stand,’ she said. I leaned over her and helped her up from the shoulders. She leaned into me, hugging me close. Her cheek resting on my shoulder. I wrapped a towel around her and patted her dry. I scooped her up and carried her to our bedroom. Drowsily, she said, ‘I might. I loved swimming and the solitary pursuit which was a lot like programming. Set a goal, achieve it, go to the next level.My parents had enough and told me to get out of the house for the summer and stop working as a programmer. Get a driver's license and buy a car. Go do some living, with real people.So I got a summer job as a lifeguard. I was the youngest one on the staff. While I may have been the youngest staff member, I was far and away the best swimmer as I had been competing on teams and. She was a real beauty - you take after her a bit, except for the blond hair and blue eyes. That you get from your dad. Anyway, she worked there and then ran it until her death.”“How’d she die?”“Car wreck. The cops told us that when they pulled the bodies out of the car, they found an erect penis in her throat. The driver had been thrown twenty feet. I think we know what caused the wreck.” Margaret smiled. “She was fifty-eight at the time, but still had quite a bit of get-up-and-go, if you know.