" You rest today for you visit my mother tonight. Aren't you a lucky man," she said making a grab for my semi rigid member.I threw back the bedclothes...to let her, but she stopped herself."If I start playing around I'll never get to work. I'll be back at five," she said leaving the bedroom.I heard her moving around and I just lay there and at seven she looked in, blew me a kiss and then I heard the front door slam shut.Five minutes later there was a knock at the door. I thought Belle must have. ‘Let me lay you down here on the beach, on your sarong. I want to take you here, NOW!’ Your eyes widen in anticipation as I lay you back onto the sand, the sarong positioned under your buttocks. I drink in the intoxicating power of your nakedness. Your eyes are wide, your hips thrust, needing stimulation. Still kneeling, I notice a very delicious, but slowly strawberry daquiri still upright in the sand. My eyes glint. I smile. ‘Karin, lover. It would be a shame to let this wonderful drink. My mum was a sportswoman, she was an athlete at school and local athletics champion who had gone into being a physical trainer and ended up running her own gym. Alice took a lot after her. Mum was always full of energy and running around doing sports, seemingly always dressed in Lycra. Her body toned and well muscled, she looked several years younger than her age. She often joked she and Alice could pass for sisters.I was the black sheep of the family, quiet and uninterested in sports. When the. Then there were the two girls, Kelly Aldritch and Ashley Dixon, well where do I begin? Kelly was your typical athletic girl, her well tanned and nicely toned 5'5ft frame was the envy of many of her fellow students. Today, like most days, her tight shirt made her 34C's stand out to perfection while her short dirty blonde hair did nothing to hide her dazzling green eyes.And then there was Ashley, or Ash as we call her, who was almost the opposite. She was thinner and had a much more pale.