The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Saturday July 25, 2015

The call from Susan had been a little strange.  Her friend had gone over to a pool party and had called needing a ride home.  Tanya didn’t quite understand why she didn’t just sleep it off but Susan was defiantly drunk… and something else that she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Susan had said just to come right out to the back yard and she had found the front door open after knocking on it.

She found the pool seemingly deserted and was confused, she blinked twice and then walked once around the pool looking for anyone.  Her sneakers squeaked on the wet concrete as she completed the lap and walked down the stairs and in to the pool.

Suddenly realizing what she’d done, she stood up and walked back up the stairs, her jeans and blouse soaked through.  Her hair, in the tight bun, wet but in still in place.

Tanya blinked twice and looked around the seemingly deserted pool and then walked once around the pool looking for anyone.  Her flats squeaking on the we concrete as she complete the lap and walked down the stairs and in to the pool.

She stood up and walked back up the stairs, her black one piece swim suit clinging to her nearly flat chest and narrow hips.  Her wet hair clinging to just below her ears.

Tanya blinked twice and looked around the seemingly deserted pool and
then walked once around the pool looking for anyone.  Her low heels
clicking on the wet concrete as she complete the lap and walked down the
stairs and in to the pool.

She stood up and walked back up the stairs, her pink bikini clinging to her respectable C cups and slender hips.  Her we hair slick against the top of her shoulders.

Tanya blinked twice and looked around the seemingly deserted pool and
then walked once around the pool looking for anyone.  Her 6″ stilettos
clicking on the wet concrete as she complete the lap and walked down the
stairs and in to the pool.

She stood up and walked back up the stairs, her large tits hanging free of any impediments and her hips swinging side to side as she did.  Her we hair wrapped around her arms.

Tanya blinked twice and saw Gary reclining under the umbrella, a black remote in his hand and his hard cock standing tall.  She licked her lips and walked towards him, eager to see if she could get any information about her friend Suzi was out of him.  Or, at least, something out of him.

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