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You’re very clever, Andy. How do you know stuff like that? Lisa was right about you.” We ended up talking for nearly an hour. Without the distraction of her beautiful eyes and her hidden bust, I was able to concentrate and have a proper conversation with Jo for the first time. The fact that indian I knew the answer to her question seemed to validate her call and we forgot that it was just a silly pretext. She overcame her initial verbal diarrhoea and became quite coherent. Although, she continued to play dumb from time to time to flatter me. It worked. We talked about how we both liked swimming and lying in the sun and we both missed summer already. Jo suggested we meet at the local public swimming pool the following Saturday. It would be a poor substitute for the beach, but it was heated and indoors. It didn’t really sound like a date, but it sounded to me like a good excuse to see Jo in a swimsuit. So I wasn't going to say "no". I am wearing my boardies. I am changed first and I wait on the pool side of the women’s changing rooms for Jo to appear. When she does, she is wearing a one-piece swimsuit that is a metallic grey blue, the colour of the sea under cloudy skies. It is very stylish and flattering, with a plunging neck line. It’s like a bikini, but with the bra and panties united at the front by a panel of lycra that narrows more than her waist and reveals the soft outline of her hour glass figure. I try not to be too obvious about looking her up and down as she approaches. But there is something about her smile that suggests she knows I'm checking her out and she likes it. Why didn’t you wear your Speedos?” She sounds a bit disappointed. I must have created a bigger impression than I thought, all those weeks ago, when I answered the door in my Speedos after coming all over Tabatha’s back. That seems like such a long time ago. “I only wear them for sunbaking in the back yard.” She passes me without stopping. The back of her swimsuit is surprising. There is no panel at the back. Only the bikini bottom and a few shoestring straps crisscrossing her beautiful bare back. Her sexy buttocks seem to consume the bikini pants as I follow her to the steps of the pool. My cock throbs in appreciation. We get into the warm water and swim around and talk while we swim. There are lots of other people in the pool. Mainly families with younger kids. But Jo holds my attention in a way that makes me feel like we are the only two people in the place. He lined his cock up with her cunt and grinned. I told her she sucked him for a good twenty minutes. “Bastard!” indian I shouted as I squeezed my legs together then sighed. “I suppose that I can pull it down so that it covers my pussy.” Kate said as she did just that. Morgan rubbed her hand comforting her as she thought about how she was going to smuggle the girl out. She had amazing strength in every inch of her body. His finger traced one of the larger hearts on my ass and then he patted me gently. She groaned and shuddered. She loves the attention you show her, and what you show to me as well. “Oh yes! It was about the third day that I was there that I noticed one of the men looking down the top of my blouse as he stood next to me explain how to do something.