Pulling to her, they fell on to the bed. She loved having Rick's weight on top of her. He pulled back long enough for her to push his pants and boxers...down over his hips. Then his body pressed against hers.They kissed for a long time. She savoured the softness of his lips. They explored each other with their mouths. She left a trail of wet, delicious kisses across his cheek to his ear.His arms were around her, pulling her close.She rolled him over on to his back. His cock was hard again. It. I glanced nervously around to be sure no one had approached to closely. I could see people’s feet striding by on the pathway above and we could hear their voices as they chatted, but as long as we were quiet, they were unaware of us. That really added to the excitement of the moment.I continued to finger f*ck her while gently massaging her cl*t with my thumb. Her hand squeezed tightly around my shaft as her desire grew. Soon she was f*cking my fingers rather than the other way around as she. “Sure, why not,” she said. “What are you up to today?”“Not much. Probably go down the beach and work on our tans, and then go back to the room and work on something else. This place is pretty good for that sort of thing.” The others all laughed at that.After breakfast, the three couples split up, heading back to their rooms to prepare for the day. Both the Cramers and the Winstons put on swimsuits, packed beach bags, and headed down to the beach. The Olivers had a different plan. Steve dressed. He studied and learned what was taught at school from grade school to high school, always, with the perfect grade, perfect discipline for the perfect career path, as he would call it. With a budding career in a reputable investment bank at the tender age of twenty years, his life was on a perfect schedule to...what exactly he was on a life schedule for I have no idea!! What kind of k** grows up planning to be an investment banker? Don't k**s want to be pilots, astronaunts and famous actors.