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move through the mist. The pool is filled with all sorts of people, old and young, fat and skinny, playful and relaxing. We make our way through the pool and in front of us is a couple. She is wearing a small, silver bikini, with her nipples noticeably hard. You turn to me and with a sly devious smile whisper in my ear, “I could just eat her up.” I stammer and try to say something, knowing my jaw is gaping open. I can’t say a word and you giggle. I don’t know if you are serious or not, but it creates racing visions in my head.
You lead me to a quiet corner of the pool. The warm water soaks deep into our skin. You sit behind me, your legs around me as you rub my shoulders. Your hands slide from my shoulders to my back, kneading each muscle. You feel them tighten, then release. I feel your warm breath on my neck as you lean into me and whisper, “This is thank you for last night.” Your hands glide to my stomach and slowly start tracing the top of my shorts until your hand slides underneath them. You take me in your hand and you gently play until you feel me getting harder. “Hmmm I like you hard,” your sultry voice whispers. Your hand moves down to my balls and gently cups them. Your other hand moves into my shorts and begins to stroke me slowly. You hear me gasp. You press your body into my back and I can feel your breasts against me; your legs wrap around me and slightly pull my legs apart as you rest your feet on my inner thighs. Your hand moving faster, you kiss my neck, moving up to my ear. “I can’t wait to taste you later.” Your hand slows and each finger explores my hardness. Lightly teasing it, you can feel it growing harder. “Do you have any idea how wet you make me?” you whisper into my ear. Your hand begins moving faster up and down my hardness, you feel my body start to tense and you whisper, “Yes, yes, please come for me.” I shake, jerk, relax and fall back into you. “I can’t wait to get you on dry land.” Your hands move to my chest and you pull me close. You begin to rub my shoulders, neck, and head.
“I am going to go to sleep if you keep doing that, and I have developed a severe case of sleeping around you,” I say with a little smile.
“What do you mean?” you say with an eyebrow raised.
I turn so I am facing you and you wrap your legs and arms around me.
“Every time I fall asleep around you, I wake up with a just a note and you have vanished.”
Immediately your face tenses and your eyes show deep thought. I can feel the weight of the moment come down on us. The rest of the pool disappears and it is just us. You try to speak, but something won’t let you.
“Come on talk to me,” I assure you and draw you close to me.
You fall into me and I take you in my arms. Your head on my shoulder, your voice vulnerable, you say: “Thank you for last night, thank you for the past couple weeks, you are an amazing man and I feel lucky to have met you.”
You draw back and look at me and I can see your eyes welling. “You are fabulous. I feel exactly the same. I
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