I could hear the arguing behind the door. "Why did you let him in?" I didn't, he forced his way in," said Lil."Why did you let him grab your ass like ...hat?" asked the old man."Me, let him? You're supposed to be my husband. Why didn't you stop him? What could I have done? My God, he's as big as a ... as a bear," said Lil.I started my bike and laughed as I headed to a local diner and then home. For the record, I never saw my old man again but I did fuck Lil three more times in the next six. We know each other since long time and we are best buddies a lot. So, it was logic that both, being hunks as they are, should be inside the list of potential fuckboys I have. And one trip to the beach will show you how they were good at it.We gone with a bunch of friends to the beach. We stood at the house of a cousin of Marla, another friend of mine. It was the ordinary beach vacation, parties, beach fun, drinking, hanging out, that sort of thing.One day, after a party, were the three of us,. " Are you telling me I am exceptional?" I joke."I am telling you it's time for breakfast," she replies pretending to hit me."You certainly know how to stimulate the appetite," I return lewdly."You can get cleaned up while I prepare your feast, sir," she says bowing gently, "everything you need is in the bathroom."Obediently I go to her bathroom. As she said, the necessary equipment is there. First, I brush my teeth and wash my face. Refreshed, I walk into the shower section for a good splash. She looked down at her wet, naked body. Do you think she finds me attractive? she wondered. It was a silly question. Many women, and men, would give anything to go to bed with Laura. She knew it. But suddenly Randi had made her uneasy.When she was finished, she realized she couldn't put her sweaty tennis dress back on. So she wrapped herself in the towel, as Randi had done, and opened the door. She dangled her soiled tennis dress from one finger."I can't find it in me to put this back on," she.