I watch the surfers down on the beach and I have seen you down there. I admired you when I first saw you on the beach. Here is my picture. I'll call y...u tomorrow about 3pm unless you write back and tell me not to. The party is in four days, next Friday night. We would go on Friday and come back on Saturday. Monica"Jake looked at her picture. It was she in a low cut red formal dress, all fixed up like she was going to a party. Monica had a pretty nice figure and an attractive face. She had a big. Her pussy juices began to flow and run down over her ass. The whole experience almost made her cum. If the husband had touched her right then and there, even a little, she definitely would have cum. Over the next few weeks, the husband became bolder, eschewing the ice cube in favor of tweaking Carol’s nipples with his fingers or squeezing her breasts with his hand. Carol enjoyed both. It gave her goose bumps, made her feel good all over and made her pussy wet. The husband was not the first man. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised by such a disgusting, perverse command. Not from a friend of Dave's. And not from a man who owns a store like this one.We followed him back out into the store and tracked down Dave and Casey. They were standing beside a sturdy ... I don't know; bench for want of a better word. It was handmade and it was unlike anything I've ever seen before.We joined them and Benny told them what he'd done. Dave and Casey were amused. I wasn't surprised. Then we were forced. WHAT THE FUCK!!! I could hardly believe what I’d just done. Her big lump of a husband is sitting right opposite me for christ sake and could break my back with one swipe of his heavy paw. What the fuck am I playing at? But something, or someone inside me told me to keep my hand where it was, confident that he was oblivious - which, thank the Lord, he was. Simmone just sat there. Didn’t flinch. Just sat still and gave me a long, questioning doe-eyed stare. Drink was obviously playing a part in.