.” Melanie and I continued to kiss passionately while Jake banged into her. The view over her shoulder was spectacular: her long dark hair was sprea... over her slim, tanned, well-muscled back, her tits were encased in my hands, her slim waist with the band of black cloth around it curved down to the flare of her hips and her lovely ass centred upon Jake's dick driving in and out of her pussy as she leaned into his thrusts. His energetic nailing was framed by the cheeks of her ass, her beautiful. It appeared to be mostly college students, so the long weekend would probably be rather rowdy. We walked along the concrete path to the edge of the sand, the sounds of partying all around us. I enjoyed the view of so many scantily clad women. Megan must have noticed me taking in the scenery because she took my hand and held it tightly. She wanted me to remember whom I was with. No danger of that. I was very in much love with my wife. I was just looking.We set out towels on the sand near the. I was trying to think of a way to approach her, and then something happened that changed everything.Fateful Visit to a Salem DinerKate’s older sister, Megan, lives in Boston, and we drove the hundred miles there one weekend to visit. Kate and Megan took the kids shopping in Boston on Saturday, but Megan’s husband, Bill, had to work in the hardware store they own. I wasn’t happy about going shopping, so I took the thirty-one-minute train ride to Salem to look around.Salem is renowned for the. ‘I guess I’m outnumbered,’ she said smiling back. ‘We know where it is, we’ll be there in about 10 minutes, okay?’ Cal smiled and nodded, waved at the children and walked across the park toward his pickup. Just before he moved out of hearing he heard the little one speak in a sweet little-girl voice. ‘Do you think he really eats horses?’ Cal heard the loving laughter shared by the family and was jealous of their closeness, and hopeful he might become part of it. Over dinner he learned that.