Betsy said, “I hate not knowing what is going on.”“I know,” Charlie said. She muttered, “I hate you hating not knowing what is going on.”�...�What?”“Nothing.”“Where’s Chuck?”It wasn’t until mid-afternoon of the next day when Gary and Chuck returned to the house. The two men walked in the door trying to act casual, but they weren’t very convincing. One look at Betsy and they both knew she was a little irate. Rather than rushing to hug Chuck, she had stood there looking at the two men with an. Well, ones that I didn’t know quite well, anyway. Then I had the chance to answer that big question, thanks to a friend’s donation of a week-long stay at an adult naturist resort because he couldn’t keep his reservation. OK, packing would be light!My pecker behaved itself better than I expected, perhaps because I, or it, was a bit self-conscious. No one else seemed to be and I relaxed. The first hint that things might not always be the same happened after dinner when an attractive blond. She sat back down and slowly undid the belt that held her robe together. Ross popped a piece of roast potato into his mouth… a smirk etched across his thin red lips… as he blatantly stared at the two embarrassed women that sat next to him at the table. Neither of the females ate as they sat staring at Ross wondering what was going to come next . “Not hungry mum?” Alice Gorman shook her head from side to side… her appetite for food not what it was a minute ago… but she could not avoid the sly. Gary is a good looking British white male; not very tall but with a strong lithe body. He's very popular with the ladies being very well endowed as he had shagged our friend Nina for an hour of orgasmic passion the just two nights before we got to him. Nina suggested he would be perfect for us to target. She enthused about Gary in that he knew exactly how to please her sexually and she explained she had never cum so often with any other man before.Gary's was a really good looking man and,.