" And it was all true, but I knew I had won when she smiled glowingly, leaned forward on my lap, and clasped her hands around my neck." And it was all true, but I knew I had won when she smiled glowingly, leaned forward on my lap, and clasped her hands around my neck. She kissed me lightly on the cheek and I returned it by kissing her on the ear. I was careful not to push things beyond wherever they were destined to go. I'd be perfectly happy just sitting there with her on my lap, friendly and comfortable. Then our attention was drawn by a couple hunkered down in the water a few feet away. Probably what caught my ear was the sound the girl made -- a low throated giggle ending in a soft, humming moan. It was a sound that made my testicles tingle, a sensual sound. Philly's hands twitched when she heard that low moan and then she was staring at the other couple, who seemed about college age. They had apparently been squatting, facing each other, the water up around their necks. But now the girl was higher in the water, her shining wet breasts fully exposed, and it was obvious that her crotch and the boy's were trying to occupy the same space. She was a blonde, white-toothed surfer-girl type with large, bouncing breasts, and her bent knees poked out of the water on either side of his hips. The boy's blond hair was longer than the girl's and he was nuzzling in the valley between those tits. The girl reached far down between their bodies to make adjustments and the boy blinked and grunted a little. Then they began to rock slowly back and forth, eyes half-closed. My cock stiffened and I knew that other people in our part of the jacuzzi were also discretely aware of the sexual act taking place before them. I glanced at Philly's face. She was transfixed and unthinkingly squeezed her thighs together. "Nice, isn't it?" Her attention bounced back to me when I spoke, and she blushed -- but only a little. "It's nice that they can be open and honest about their need, their desire for each other," I explained. Philly licked her lips and moved one hand from my neck to *my* hand, still resting on her knee. |