“Now little one, go get that bikini on and play on the beach. Stay out of the ocean, the waves are even higher today than last time ... and NO tople...sness, no skinnydipping! I will be out in a little while.”“Geez, party pooper.” As she scampers upstairs, butt purposefully swinging as he watches.He avoids direct contact and viewing her as she comes down in her skimpy outfit, sans any coverall.“Scat you little fox while I finish here.”She giggles and runs out the door. Down at the ocean, she does. “Let’s go,” she told her friend hastily. “Time to see the town.”The whole afternoon was taken up with light lunching and window-shopping along the palm-lined streets of Santa Barbara, while the house’s elaborated party preparations were carried out. At six the pair returned to the house, to find huge jack-o-lanterns already strewn across the porch, ready to be lit. Inside, the hallway and adjacent rooms were strewn with Stella’s tasteful Halloween decorations―further pumpkins and Fall flowers,. I told him he'd still know it's a man and he said, yes I know but I'd feel less concious. OK, then how about we park up, you get out and I suck you through the car window? Again he went quiet. A few miles on we pulled off the main road and a few turns later we pulled into a little used fame track at the edge of a field. He said nothing but got out and came to my window. I lowered it and he pressed his body to the side of the car. I unzipped his fly and slipped my hand in. He was already very. Oh yeah, and give him what he wanted in bed to keep him happy. Easy!Well, reality came a-knocking one night when she chose the wrong bar to mess around in.All she had on was a very low cut white satin top, that had her 36c’s and pointy nipples well shown off, red high heels and a red micro-skirt that just about covered her arse cheeks, and the world’s smallest thong.She wiggled up to the bar and immediately had a guy stand either side, looking down her gaping top at the peep of her pink.