Savannah looked a bit dubious, but said nothing. ‘It’s warm for this time of year, isn’t it?’ she commented. ‘I think so. The tourists usua...ly wait until June, but my guide book said it gets so crowded that it’s takes away from the experience … whatever that means.’ She nodded agreement. ‘Yeah. Naples is like that in the winter and early spring. So many visitors from the north, most of them well off and older though.’ ‘Well, it’s not something you and I have to work on, is it?’ As soon as I. I had a lot to think about on the way home. How many guys had she been fucking? Christ! She had just done two in less than an hour. How many did she do before I got there? How many would she do before she came home? How long had this been going on? She had shown no signs of being disenchanted with our marriage or with me. In bed I stared up at the ceiling and thought about our relationship and wondered if it could survive. I fell asleep with visions of Helen and other men dancing in my head.I. As I took a sip of the sweet drink I looked around the bar, quickly realizing that Noelle and I were the only girls there. Interesting, I thought. Odds are in my favor then, I thought, and laughed. Catching up with small talk and gossip, Noelle and I laughed and talked. I started slightly when I felt a finger tap on my shoulder. Turning, I saw a wicked grin and twinkling green eyes. He sure is cute, I thought to myself. After a few minutes of light flirting, he introduced himself as Jack and. How is it more than topless on the beach... maybe they were right.So I reached behind and through my blouse I unhooked the bra, unsure what I was supposed to do next.They fired off a few more shots, but didn’t show me. The photographer got his sidekick to ‘arrange me,’ not asking this time, he reached inside my blouse and pushed my bra upwards, revealing my breasts, he opened the blouse, no request, just did it. They complimented themselves this time on finding me and commenting how good they.