Too much the good-guy.‘Goddamn! Fuck it.’I go make lunch, dismissing my bizarre encounter. Trying to. Odd chores need doing and I attend to them, ...eriodically checking the blue door. It’s lingering like the fragment of a dream.‘Bollocks.’ I’m scouring oven surfaces early evening – still in my robe – when renewed frustration hits. The girls I never shagged are taunting me, that quartet of untapped hotness causing me especial grief.‘Amazing ass,’ a surf instructor told me of Greek Vixen (like he. "While we are in this cabin, you will either address me as Sir. Am I understood?" I asked."Yes, sir," she said."Now, rephrase your question." What would you like me to do first, Sir?" He smiled and began to unzip his pants. He pulled out his penis, fully erect and nearly glowing in the soft light of the cabin. She glanced up at him, making him grip her chin and pull her face towards it. "I want you to suck it," he demanded. "And if I feel like face fucking you, then I will." "Yes, sir” she said. She smiled. "I'll do anything for you, Robert," she said.He almost felt guilty about that as he eased his cock out of her freshly fucked pussy. She slid dutifully off the boxes, smiling at him as he turned her around. Without prompting, she bent over the boxes and thrust out her ass. He flipped up her dress exposing her ass. He'd never had anal sex before and wasn't sure it would work now. It was enough that she was so willing to try, and right then, at that moment, he knew he would never be. Despite how ridiculous I must look, I was hopeful Emma would allow me to dry her - for two reasons: First, so I could have a rare look at her beautiful, long, toned and glistening body I longed to touch and see; and second, to delay the return to Ms. Reesa if only for a few minutes.The shower water stopped and my heart skipped, in anticipation of seeing my wife just from the shower. "Towel," she said, and I opened the door and scooted toward the shower, looking up and seeing only her arm.