She looked back to Denise and then returned her gaze back to Stan. ‘We were talking about love, and commitment. We — well, I, was checking up abou... property, nearer to the office.’ ‘Thinking of moving, Anne?’ he asked, then, as the implication hit him, he added, ‘Moving away from us, Anne?’ Anne threw her hands palms upward, looking heavenwards in evident disgust. ‘Why do these two think I would do that?’ she asked. Evidently displeased, she returned her gaze to Stan, only this time it wasn’t. His cock now a throbbing pole as we continued and I said, "I've always said that if you can't find a nude beach you've got to make one!" I laid beside him as we talked and all the while kept a hand on his cock maintaining a gentle slow stroke rhythm. Leaning forward occasionally pressing my breasts against his chest I gave him little kisses on his neck. He was loving it and so was I. He became more and more relaxed at the idea of now and then someone walking by. No one walked close to us but it. And another, and another, each getting a little bit longer. One day we walked to her apartment and, sitting side by side on her couch, we played a video game, thighs touching. She was definitely interested. So was I.One evening after the office closed I invited her to a bar down the street for a drink. We made small talk over whiskey. She was captivating; her auburn hair soft in the dim light, her eyes sparkling, and her lips...I get hard just thinking about it.I walked her back to her. She moved us together and took both cocks in one hand and began stroking and sucking them. Then she mounted Jason and took his dick inside her riding him with her back to me. I layed back stroking my cock watching her perfect ass bounce up and down on his eight inch cock. Then she spun around on his dick and looked me in the eye as she fucked him in reverse cowgirl. She made herself cum and rose up off of his dick and climbed on top of mine. I put my hands on her ass and squeezed as I felt her.