"Rodolfo." He bowed ever so slightly as if to apologize."I'm," I almost said Beth, "Margot."We walked back to the table area. He still had my hand."I ...see you are married, Margot. Why don't you introduce me to your husband? I would like to tell him what a lucky man he is."Oh, my. Oh, that requires a response, doesn't it? "He's out of town on business. He left this afternoon." Did I have to supply so much detail?"If I were married to such a beautiful woman, I don't know if I would want her out. You guide me in first and follow behind. As the water cascades between us, you lather up a sponge 'let me wash your back’. You start out by soaping up my back, then you continue down the back of my legs, on the way up you wrap your arms around my waist and start to wash my cock and balls, this makes you stand so close to me that I can feel your warm, smooth, naked body against mine. 'Feels like someone needs a shave' you say as your hands skim my pubes. 'I shaved yesterday, but with an electric. " How can you be so sure of my answer, when I'm not sure exactly what it is you are asking." You heard what I said." I heard your words, but I am not only not certain exactly what you meant by them, I am also not sure you know." I asked you whether you would allow me to..."."I am aware of what you asked, okay you, by asking me have actually made me have to consider the idea, but before I can. I need to be sure of what exactly you are asking."I thought it was self explanatory." No, your request. He would never miss a chance. A chance occured in a locker room when everyone promptly left. It was Friday after all, but they hardly ever had any plans. Once again they were fucking in the bathroom - they wouldn’t risk it, even if they would love to - only this time Brett was clutching the sink, huffing, his shorts on the floor and t-shirt rolling onto the back of his head. Zach was deep inside him all this time and only when he was close, he clutched Brett’s shaft shakily, releasing his load.