As George watched, I unlaced my left boot with trembling fingers and pulled it from my foot. Barely breathing, I undid my belt and pants next, shimmyi...g them down my legs until I could pull my left foot free. I didn’t want to undress completely, in case someone came by. This way, I’d at least leave myself a chance to recover my modesty in a pinch.George gave an impatient snort, and I lay down in the sand obligingly. I settled on arranging myself on my side, facing towards the ocean, my right. "To both of us!!" He spoke in a quiet but deliberately salacious tone of voice that left absolutely no doubt what he meant.Elizabeth gulped heavily but did not reply."Will someone please untie me?" Betty demanded. "This is embarrassing." The pretty young woman squirmed haplessly on the bed as she spoke.Using his hands on her shoulders to propel her forward, Frank escorted Elizabeth over to the bed. She moved unwillingly but made no attempt to resist."What's going on here?" Betty asked. My night was alright, I think the drink at the barbecue during the day added to me being more drunk than I liked to be and although I got talking to a few girls I got no action. Now I was standing outside waiting for the bus while my mates were either with girls of away for food. I saw Claire coming along the path with Catherine and some guy between them linking arms. It was only when they got near me that I realise the guy was with Catherine and Claire was alone. She looked around for someone. She had sex with her like once or twice a week while a beautiful, healthy woman like her needs sex much more often to feel satisfied.Now, Amar was in fact a loving husband. But, he didn’t have time to care about this one thing, unfortunately.This is when he met a guy from Sri Lanka. Let’s call him Sandy.Sandy was writing erotic stories as his hobby. What he did back in his homeland was something nobody knew but he was in India, from time to time.After reading a story by Sandy, Amar felt very.