"need some help with that?" He said as he came walking over. He started to untie my shirt. he got through one knot then to the other. He untied the la...t knot real slow then started kissing me. I backed up against the wall and we kept just making out. He pulled my blouse of my shoulders and threw it on a chair. Then I undid his belt and dropped it on the ground. We just continued to make out for a while then i started taking his shirt off, finally breaking our kiss. he started to. The woman glanced up occasionally; otherwise staying immersed in the book she was reading.Eventually, as the dusky gloom of the storm closed in, she gave up the struggle. With no lights in the cabin, and now only the flashes of lightning to illuminate the page, the effort was too much. Bored, she studied the profile of the man opposite as he half-dozed in the gloom.The face was rugged and lean, the neck powerful. His hair was flecked with grey, the beard grey, almost white. Had she been able to. ." I got a lot firmer hug, and a small "ummmm" from my girl. Then she shot up, and "the woman" in her took over... "I'm going to have a real mess to explain, unless I brush out my hair..." then she skipped into the bathroom in an effort to salvage her hair. She returned in about five minutes, and I greeted her with a pepsi on ice. She looked great to me, but that may have had something to do with my focusing primarily on all points SOUTH of her hair. We sat up and enjoyed the next few minutes,. I had to really think how can I make this as wild as possible, and I came up with the idea of trolling the resort for a couple of guys to add to this scenario. I had done this so many times with my wife, and the idea of using the step daughter as a complete whore, excited me further. The near impossibility here is that most resorts in the tropics are couples or families, not a lot of ‘guys’ ready to go unless you pick a swinger resort. Anyhow, I left her at the pool with the kid and went for a.