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5 finding life`s partner

... mood, Ursula said she wondered if they were the target of the posty`s chatter at the next home, Tim smiled, grunted “Probably!”, shrugged then reached over and kissed Ursula. He then stood and went out to set the garden to rights. The sun beat down all Morning, and he was happy when she called him to eat, over a salad under the old parasol in the garden they decided to swim again, Tim, soon off to change into his swimsuit, as Ursula cleared the plates away, then went to change herself making a mental note to get him some new trunks. They were soon on the beach laid on their towel`s, Toby lay with her having hardly left her side since their coupling the evening before. “Dam it!” She cursed “I forgot to go to the toilet before I came out” She began to rise, when he said “yno I never saw her goo, my ol mum, not in 40 yers did she ever pee in front of I” She looked at him in that hard stare some women use when they don’t really believe what had just been suggested. “Do you really want to watch me pee?” She asked, surprised that any-one would want to share such a personal occurrence. His eyes told her that he was keen though he barely managed to nod. “Well I don’t mind, but not here, it would be difficult in this suit” she said “let`s go downstairs this evening and you can do as you wish its well drained, but now we swim.” she gave him her hand and together they walked into the waves till they were waist deep, he kissed her again his hand stroking her crotch. She began to pass ...

... water, the heat of her passing warm on his fingers. She slumped against him her fingers tracing his outline in a way that spoke of so much more for them to explore. His fingers soon moving the swimsuit to one side the better to reach her sex, they played a tattoo on her button, his arm supporting her as her legs began to buckle as the sudden climax swept through her, The afternoon progressed; swimming, sunbathing, searching for shells like schoolc***dren, throwing sticks for Toby, and swimming again before they returned to the house hand in hand, for tea. They stripped off in the kitchen, hanging their suits before the range to dry. Ursula, now naked, jiggling her breasts as she cut slices from a loaf; conscious, of his eyes never leaving her nipples, as he made a huge pitcher of orange juice and pouring her a large glass. She knew why, and drank it down asking for another, remarking that it “would be about an hour” he smiled as she pushed a full glass towards him, saying that “it takes two!” The meal over and the a****ls fed, they watched the news together on the TV, the world was as usual in turmoil, they sat and she said she just could not see why the human race had to kill one another. She took his hand and together still naked they opened the cellar door, he led her down the old worn steps putting on the spotlights as he went. “Up” he commanded she noting how he had lost all traces of shyness with her, she knowing what he wanted her to do this time, did as instructed ...