As we rolled around on the cushions, I could feel her rubbing the crotch of her swimsuit over the top of my leg. I slipped my hand down her tummy and ...when I came in contact with the top of her pubic bone, she pulled back from my kiss and sharply drew in her breath. For a while, I moved my hand over the top of her suit and then carefully pulled the crotch of her suit away from her pussy.Judy was wet ... not wet from the pool but the slippery kind of wet that comes from being highly aroused. My. "Have you spoken to Jen-Jen yet?" Yeah, about an hour ago at the library. No luck there either."She giggled and asked, "Did she tell you about her married boyfriend?" Yeah, she did. Then she invited me over for dinner and some TV. I'm afraid I had to turn her down. I don't enjoy being played with like a yo-yo." Good for you! I told her she was being a class-A bitch for the way she treated you. Of course, you know you're welcome here any time she's not at home. I still get the hots for your. .. I don't know ... expects something to happen? Does she even have a brain in her head?" Jim, buddy, just roll with the evening. There's no preconceived notion about how things will end." What do you know about this Edie person?"Bruce smiled. "I've not met her, but Mindy had Rita on the speaker phone when she was being described, so I listened in. I was ready to ditch Mindy for Edie."I gestured for him to be forthcoming with lots of information.Bruce said, "She's a walking wet dream – even for. Suddenly, she reached up under her medium skirt and pulled down her panties. They were far, far too damp to go out, and she was afraid the musk radiating from her would draw every horny man in a three state radius. Not she wouldn’t mind that, but since it would take a while to negotiate public transport to her destination she didn’t want to put up with a dripping crotch the entire way. Another thought and she changed her skirt for a pair of slacks. They came in handy when she jumped her back.