The Nudist And His PupilChapter 9
"Let's go." "Go?" It was another late evening. Michele and I had been playing up in my study earlier. Then she went downstairs and left me to download some more pics. Now she was back, standing by the door of my private chamber, beckoning me. "Want to swim in the pool." "But, what about our guests?" "Tommy and Lisa are asleep," she explained, "and Connie is out." "Should I put on a towel, just in case?" "Oh, where's the daredevil pervert I married?" "Well, where's...