”Erica stood up and replied, “Why, thank you,” to the couple standing on the dock.The woman then said, “We’re boaters also, and we are think...ng about relocating here in the next few months. My name is Cari and this is my husband, Rick. We wanted to see what this marina was like, and see what kind of access there was to the waters around here.”We chatted for several minutes about our boating experiences in the area when Erica surprised me by saying, “We’re taking the boat out this afternoon and. My tits are very sensitive, and I became even more turned on as he fondled them." He was also getting turned on and was humping against me as he broke our kiss momentarily and said, ‘Damn, Marci, you've got amazing tits and I’ve wanted to touch them ever since school started this year. Now I’ve got to taste these big hooters.’ After that he pushed up my shirt, and I didn’t even try to stop him.”Marci saw that I was tearing up a little, so she held my hand and said, “I’m sorry if this is. I had almost convinced myself that I could get away with fucking Tally, but I knew I couldn't. She probably wouldn't anyway. We'd both promised Barb. Instead I said I was going to bed. Tally said she was tired, too. I helped her -- not that she needed it, she was used to hopping on one leg -- to her room and got her tucked in.I went into the master bath off our bedroom and took a shower. I finally was free to relieve the pressure Tally and her stories had built up. I started stroking. It didn't. “Look out for a pub”.The next pub was in a village that seemed to consist of just the one street, half-a-dozen houses.“It’ll be full of old fogies,” Tree said“Just so long as it has got a Gents,” I said paniclly.I pulled into the gravely car park and sk**ded into a plot, jumped out and made our way into the pub; trying to look calm.It was dead, not a sole in the Bar and just a three old gents in the Lounge area, and of course the barmaid and she was serving both Bar and the Lounge, not that she.