I'm beginning to wonder if she hasn't been holding back, and now that she doesn't have to worry about attracting attention to you, she's really gettin... serious about this shit. She sure pegged Christine in short order." I think she had help," I said."Oh, you think?" she asked sarcastically. "I don't know about you, but right about now I'll take all the help we can get thank you very much. Now let's back up for a second; you said you were worried about how to fix this. According to Allison, it. ‘He touched me and…’ her voice struggled to say the words. I urged her to continue. ‘I thought it was you, putting sun cream on me and at first, it was okay, but…’ ‘Show me, it will be easier May, it’s okay, it isn’t your fault.’ She lay face down and I sat beside her where the sand was still ruffled by Jan. I placed my hands on the back of her thighs and her voice guided my hands to where his hands had been, over her bottom, pushing her bikini up, groping her ass. Again I pushed her bikini. “That would be so wonderful, about 10 o’clock then.” “Let me finish massaging that lovely pussy of yours and give you something to think about until I get back, OK. Then I will see you later.” A little about Hilda before we continue. She was a widow of about 11 years and was about 58 years old. She still had a curvy body but pendulous breasts and rather large thighs, all in beautiful proportion though. She had long russet colored hair that was beginning to show some gray and brilliant green. Yet more tellingly we had spoken words that should have remained unsaid and out there, beyond the curtain sat a man who had heard every one of them.I knew, that he knew, all the things that should remain private in a loving relationship. He knew May enjoyed seeing his cock, was aroused by it, that she had enjoyed his eyes on her and that not only had I just fucked May, but knew also that I had failed to satisfy her. I had to assume he knew, as I now knew, that May, contrary to her sweet looks,.