Her stomach knotted when she noticed the figure walking along the beach — a man. He was wearing blue trunks and looking in her direction. Where did ...e come from? What was he doing there? There weren’t any people around here before. She double checked. And why was he wearing a swimsuit? She scanned the shore for her towel and gasped in panic. It was nowhere to be found. She must have drifted to a different section of the beach in the sea. Instead of standing up in the shallow water, Frances. Since Bret was a professional contractor, we gave him some of the fix-up projects that had needed attention since we bought the place some months ago. He was an excellent craftsman.I do have to admit there was some sexual tension, though. I often found myself lusting after Anne, whose tight petite body and come-hither lips would send any man reaching for his cock. And although Maria had to drop her habit of running around the house naked, she often would often wear nothing but a bra and. Rachel’s giggle drew him out of his fantasy. “Do you like them, Daddy?" She sing-songed with a breathy, sexed-up tone. He nodded, and his cock jumped. “I bought you a surprise. It’s on the bed.”Yay. I love surprises.” Rachel flashed a smile and eagerly walked passed him toward their bedroom, drawing a suggestive hand across his chest on her way. She stopped just short of the bed and froze. A momentary look of confusion registered on her face, and she forced a smile. Maybe he should have. They were sopping wet.He escorted me to his place, walked into the kitchen area and I sat squirming sitting on the bar stool as he fixed us drinks.He walked around the counter, handed me a drink, I sipped it once to wet my lips, and he leaned over and kissed me. I melted right there. He continued kissing my as I began fondling with his belt and pants. He finished stripping and he had the best body I ever seen. I stood up, he lifted my blouse off me, I dropped my skirt. I fell to my knees and.