I was at work when Andrea called to tell me she was going to be late getting home. I asked her why but all she said was I'll have a surprise for you w...en I get home. I hurried home after work and took a shower, I had killed a few beers when I heard her car pulling in the garage, I jump up to meet her at the door. When she walked in I noticed she had worn slacks to work that day. I was hoping for a short skirt and pantyhose. She saw the look on my face and said are you disappointed ? I said well. After a few minutes, there was a curtain across the opening, it would be a lot harder to see from a distance.He pushed his way inside and sat down next to her, panting and wiping sweat from his brow with his sleeve.“That’s about as safe as we’re gonna get.”She nodded in agreement, appraising their hideout. It was as much as she could hope for, at least they wouldn’t have to sleep in the jungle.“How’s your leg, boss?”Was he being passive aggressive? It didn’t matter.“It’s manageable, it should. I never saw him check me out quite like that, but I appreciated the attention. His eyes finally made it back up to mine and he let out a low whistle of approval.“You look amazing,” he said in an impressed tone.“You clean up pretty good yourself, charming,” I responded with a wink.“Are you ready to go?”I picked up my handbag and looped my arm with his, giving him a nod before we set off.At the restaurant, we were seated next to each other at a small circular table. We pored over the dinner menu. We stayed there talking, treading water, about 200 feet from the beach. He briefly went under water and I felt his head ram my stomach. His head slid up my stomach and came out of the water right at my right shoulder. He looked at me, his nose touching mine. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were so close” he explained in French as he continued to tread, not moving, our legs grazing each others while we kept ourselves afloat. He didn’t move. My breath escaped me; I felt the blood rush to my cock as.