“I didn’t realize you were home.”Pam was about thirty-five and a divorcee. She lived a couple of houses down from us and, although she was happi...y single, I was happily married, but I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I found Pam very attractive.Pam crossed and then uncrossed her long, well-tanned legs as I poured myself a cup of coffee. She was sporting running shorts and a very revealing sports bra, with her long hair pulled back into a ponytail.“I took the day off,” I said as I sipped. "Well, I'm certainly not going to be the only chick with a top on!" Bethany announced as she ripped her tank top off and threw it to the floor."WOW!" is all I could manage to say. Although I thought that I just said it in my mind, I must have actually uttered the word."You OK dear?" my wife asked."Well, YES. Yes I am! I mean I have three very attractive, sexy ladies, on MY back deck, in front of ME, TOPLESS. How could I NOT be ok?" I said as I reached in the cooler for enough beers to go. While doing so he managed to undo her jeans and in due course slipped them off before quickly stripping himself. He returned his tender attention to Moira. He raised her to three crescendos before entering her equally gently. He brought her up to one more before letting his own excitement get the better of him.Not a word was said as they lay quietly in each other's arms and he stroked her hair and she toyed with the hairs on his chest. At long last she raised her head and their eyes met. They. Away from her place and the memories, although incredible, of Darren. Just the two of us and I could think of nothing better than a day at the beach. The warm sun, the hot sand, the sound and smell of the surf. Man, watching Kara’s ass, as she walked down to the water, hips moving side to side, was fucking gorgeous. Her body could make my blood boil. Before the afternoon was even over, we were back in our hotel room, Kara on all fours, my face pushed deep into her ass and pussy. We fucked have.