olissa1962

I walked past him and poured me some more wine but I left it on the table and went to the pool and jumped in. The water did the trick and cooled me off. I swam a bit then got out of the pool and walked back to the table where he was still reading the papers and my wine glass was waiting. The wet suit clung to my erect nipples and it made me feel so naughty. He was sitting rather casually as he read with his legs crossed which made his robe gape open and that is when I confirmed that he didn’t have anything on underneath. For being an old fart, he looked pretty impressive although I couldn’t get a really good look at it. I sat beside him and downed my wine and asked him