She was a dozen rungs above him on the social ladder, even if she couldn't remember that."Come on, Millie. You know what men think about, so I don't n...ed to say it. It wouldn't be gentlemanly. You're a lady." How do you know I'm a lady?" she asked. "What makes you so sure I'm not like one of Minerva's girls? I don't need to remind you we don't know who I am, Doctor Fisk."Bob thought about his examination of her when she was unconscious. She was a virgin. That was just scientific fact. But if he. It was, irrefutably, irreversibly, 'tails'. I sighed, closed my eyes for what felt like the tenth time, and opened them yet again to find Rachel holding a hand out, with a light laugh escaping her lips. Early days, I reminded myself, early days. Nevertheless, I reached down, undid my belt, pulled it out of the loops on my trousers, and ceremoniously handed it to her. She took hold of it, and for a few seconds, neither one of us let go. She didn't try and grab it from me. She seemed more than. I finally get my wife to agree to join me on a visit to a naturist beach. It is quite a large area and I have convinced her that few people would be there and we could find a spot in the dunes where we could lie undisturbed. We arrive on the beach and find a secluded space, but she is still a little reticent about getting naked but eventually we are both lying there on beach towels totally naked. What my wife doesn’t know is that the dunes are in fact a place for swingers and doggers to meet. My hands on his thighs as i felt myself being guided up and down on his cock.After about 10 mins he lifted my head and kissed me - 'your turn' he said.In one movement he pulled my T shirt off and laid me down on the floor. His hands went for my jeans and he started undoing the buttons slowly.He looked me deep in the eyes and smiled as my jeans were coming down.He leant down and started kissing my thighs, up one side and down the other....hovering slightly over my semi of a cock as he passed.