The next thing I thought of was for me to touch her pussy. She wouldn't let me. With just a right amount of charm I was able to make her agree for on... condition. We have to do it at night by the beach, where there is not much people around. So we made our way there.We were alone at the dark beach. We hid behind a stone cottage, in case some couples trying to do what we are about to do pass us by.I asked her if she's ready. She pulled the garter of her jogging pants for the ease of access. I. My tummy hurts when I sit up, and it's not the only bit of me that's sore. I think I'm going to be covered in bruises!"She was! On the Wednesday afternoon, when our downstairs neighbours were out in their tracksuits, Vee took Julie and I down to the half-landing bathroom to show us her bumps and bruises. They were turning quite colourful, and we almost felt guilty at the clusters of blotches around her nipples, on her tummy, and around the top of her thighs. Naturally, we offered to kiss her. By then, it was only the two of us left. It was late, and I had maybe one beer too many. "What d'you mean?" You know," he said. It was cute. He was all red in the face and nervous. "Sex." I'm married!" I said. "That's pretty bold." So … d'you want to or not?"Right away, I knew I was going to do it, but I had those sanity-questioning moments. What about Kyle? What did it mean about us if I jumped into the sack with some guy? What would Kyle do if he found out? Well, all those questions were. He had the top down. His father was quite rich. He always spoiled his son. Stan was wearing some expensive clothes, a nice hat and a huge watch on his left wrist. Dude! Nice outfit. I thought gym class was over man.. he laughed. All I had, after sweating to death. Cleaning the detention room one last time. I said. Thanks for not saying, I passed the note. You know my parents. They kill me, if I got detention. he said. Your Dad would have gotten you out of it. we both laughed. Hop in.. Ill drive.