When Aisha's hand and body became more insistent, his eyes finally pulled away from Layla in earnest. On either side of him were very different sights and feelings. On his right, a wanting, needing woman with whom he'd shared his earliest memories of passion. On his left, a mystery. An intrigue more than anything, and what she lacked in outward passion, he imagined future potential.  He could also imagine the water being<em>colder</em>on his left side, but he knew that was foolish.<br/><br/>He gave in to Aisha's persistence, smiling at her and drawing her face to his to kiss her deeply. His mind temporarily remained on Layla, ways to try to include her or otherwise make her feel welcome, but it looked as though she was anything but eager.  Again, telling himself that it was only shyness, he released her from his mind to focus on Aisha.<br/><br/>Her hand knew exactly what it was doing. The lightly oiled mineral water in the shallow portion made for erotic groping, and her skilled hand smoothly glided over Tarkus' hardening cock, and he moaned lightly as she toyed with his jewels at the same time.<br/><br/>His lips found Aisha's neck, nipping at it while his hand continued to grope her. He realized that Layla was not flush against him anymore, but when he went to recollect her, Aisha had suddenly distracted him with pushing her form to his, kissing him.  Both hands now embraced Aisha and pulled her closer. It was not his plan to abandon Layla on this first day, perhaps he would need to rein her in a few moments. Both hands toyed with Aisha's pert nipples, smiling at her efforts with her hand at his cock.<br/><br/>"You are fiery today, my dear." He said in a whisper to Aisha, not exactly locked onto the notion that Aisha was trying to impress him to keep his mind off of Layla. One of his hands dipped to rub along Aisha's thigh, slowly rubbing his fingers toward her sex.