Jeremiah felt so at ease with this new friend, it seemed as though they had known each other for a lifetime, and yet they had only shared one brief time in the elevator, and a meal.  As they walked and chatted on the way to their rooms to change it brought a feeling of completeness he had not felt in a long …long time.  He would have asked her for more than conversation, but felt he needed to be patient, for if she was worthy of making love to she would be worthy of the wait as well.  He had lived for years in a state of abstinence, and wanted his return to the glory of fulfillment to be special, and explosive in more than ways of mere ejaculation.<br/><br/>He quickly got out his swim trunks and slipped out of his baggy cargo shorts and briefs to put the suit on.  As his thoughts were drawn to the woman next door and the idea of her also removing her clothing to change his manhood filled with the blood flow that energize a man’s needs and wants.  He had not felt this way about a woman in years, ways that could cause an erection just from the thought of her naked.  “Hmph” he grumbled, and whispered “just wait, little man, I’ll see to it that you get to go for a dip as well” to his semi erect cock.<br/><br/>He pulled the suit on and then the shorts; changed into a tank top and grabbed a beach towel from the bathroom.  He turned to go out the door and had a thought of delightful banter, so opened the door on his side of the connecting doorways and knocked there instead of in the hallway.  He could only hope she would answer him there and then join him to depart from his room, or stay for a bit to enjoy some privacy together.  As these thoughts ran through his head his member again swelled and he was not sure he had done so well, surely she’d get the wrong (or right) idea if she opened the door and he had a raging hard-on, but what was done was done and he could only hope for the best.<br/>