"Can you prove it?" ...Yes..." I smiled shyly back, "...sometimes..."His hand moved under the edge of my skirt as he caught the eye of the young lady ...tending bar."Ah...so you shave..." He smiled looking deep into my eyes as his hand crept higher touching the lace of my panties."..um..." I muttered as the bartender was standing expectantly in front of us. Derek left his hand right where it was as he ordered us a round of drinks. I gulped down the rest of my wine as my face burned with. The following day was a Saturday, I had to go into the office to finalise a couple of things for an important government contract so my secretary and myself would be busy until about two thirty in the afternoon. Meanwhile at home Joel and Anne were getting friendlier in the pool, without me around it appears that he was a lot more relaxed and uninhibited to the point his cock was now as hard as a rock when he was in close proximity to Anne especially when she made it clear she wasn't adverse to. Mors is standing there in the tightest jeans I've ever seen him in...that sweet 19 y/o teenage bulge had the snake in my pants start to rise...I said "Mors we will chat later...I grab his hand and lead him straight to the bedroom"...We both quickly strip to our undies...Mors undies is pup tented by his chocolate stick....I reach over and pull down his undies and the chocolate stick slaps me in the face....he shoves me on the bed I stick my ass up in the air...he reaches under and rubs my dick. I licked my lips and exposed my breasts to give him a good view. He pumped his cock hard and fast and blew his load all over my chest. I hummed as he did that to express the joy I felt. Dane collapsed on the bed next to me and we laid there together for a few moments. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and cleaned up while Dane dressed. I felt like a bitch, but I told Dane that we couldn’t mess around anymore; I let it happen again, but I had to stop it. He stopped cold and said, “What?” I.