He wasn't hugely muscled, but his arms and calves were thick and strong, but loose-fitting robes covered in magical runes led the rest to Vlad's imagi...ation. The boy was about his own age, 16 or 17 by Vlad's best guess."S'okay" Vlad managed to stutter out, as he accepted the rest of his papers from the boy. Jason cracked a half-smile, jutted out a hand to greet him, and introduced himself. "I'm Jason Bellaraux."Vlad shifted his papers around and quickly readjusted his glasses before grasping. The lights went down and we watched ‘What About Bob?’. When the movie was about half over I felt Marie’s hand come to rest on my leg. I was NOT expecting this.Her hand moved up my leg a bit and I could feel her breath on my neck.“The movie’s kinda boring,” she whispered.I glanced over at the guy in the aisle seat. He was asleep.“Ever heard of the ‘Mile High Club’?” she asked as she moved her and onto my HARD cock.“No, but I can guess what it is,” I whispered with a chuckle.She unzipped my. This was no good. What kind of a vacation is it when you’ve violated the trust of the one person you care most about in the whole wide world, then have to worry about the adultery (let’s call a spade a spade) being talked about by some stuck up little rich kid who thinks women like to be raped? I just didn’t need this aggravation. Darn it, I only wanted to come to the beach, read a few books, catch some rays, and relax. This had been anything but relaxing. And now I felt the pangs of paranoia. I shouted to him downstairs that we should go out for the day. I got showered and dressed. I wore a tight low cut top with no bra and the shortest, tightest shorts I could find. My pussy was already moist and when I put on the shorts without any undies the crotch of the shorts rubbed against my clit as I moved. It felt lovely. My nipples were hard and poked through my top.I came downstairs and my husband stood back in amazement. This kind of clothing was very unusual for me. I could see.