I wanted to get her drunk. He too obeyed. Then, ignorant of the alcohol she was taking, she downed more than 10 glasses of “orange juice”! Now she...was really drunk. She then told me that she needed to rest for a while and asked me to escort her to a toilet first. I got up and put her arm around my shoulder and we limped to the toilets. Then, she said that she needs help to undo her dress. I told her that this would not be right. She then walked to the door and locked it. And, looking at me, she. We were getting a little tipsy and it was getting darker and darker. And then she said she wants to get into the water. I tried to dissuade her as it was dark and the waves were getting stronger but she pulled me along with her. And soon a huge wave crashed on us and we were left completely drenched. I looked at her and her shirt had gone completely transparent.She was looking like a sex goddess. Her tits looked amazing in that wet shirt and the satin red bikini. I just couldn’t take my eyes. “Yeah, a big ONE EYED MONSTER!” I laughed. “With you now Bro!” he joined the laughter as we padded barefoot into the bedroom to join my wife who now lay naked on our bedclothes playing her large dildo in and out of her pleasure slit. When I,d shown Martin pictures of my wife all were fully clothed except for one I took years before of her in a sexy one piece bathing suit and he confessed to being a “Breast Lover” so I told him he,d really enjoy Sarah,s big titties as they were 42 DD with large. I pulled out the grills and began parking them with the truck, while my hunter group had begun gathering the wood we would need to get a BBQ going. We menfolk had talked up our courage since I had told them this what men did back home where I came from. Of course all of these big and brave men were willing to let me drown in a sea of mad womenfolk all on my own if this BBQ thing went south, like they expected it to. Now add all that to the little show of me being dragged to the woodshed about.