‘Well, I certainly wasn’t happy.’ She replied trying not to stare at his mouth anymore. She was starting to get buzzed. It was extremely difficu...t not to stare at what she wanted. ‘Well, I truly am sorry. I’m going to make up for it.’ ‘I’m sure you will.’ Instead of his lips she found she was staring at his chest peeking out of the top of his shirt. A dusting of light chest hair luring her to shift her gaze down, she imagined ripping the shirt off of him and running her hands over him. She. She was a 38 D, all said and done she was beautiful. Once for a personal work I had to be near their hometown on a weekend. So instead of taking an hotel I went to their house. It was a typical village house massive. With a entrance a big hall and than a kitchen and then a verandah and than another house with the door at the backside. After the usual pleasantries my father in law sixty yo told he has to go for a wedding and left. By 6 pm. In the house at the backside lived a couple of around 35. I haven't had that much fun in a pool since I was a teenager. We swam, chatted, and then splashed each other occasionally, her following my playful lead. Then, we would just spontaneously drift together, and hug each other, and kiss softly. I tickled her at one point and she shrieked, swimming away, then running at the shallow end while I chased her, and we wrestled playfully, trying to tickle each other, laughing like school kids. A couple of times, I would lay back into her, and she would. I arrived at the park and he was already there. At 6'03" and 240 lbs, he is a total stud. We kissed and headed down the trail toward a stand of redwoods where we could be concealed from anyone else who might walk by. "You look so hot!" he said as he slid his hand across my ass concealed by my tiny shorts. "You little whore, your're wearing a thong!" he said as he ran his finger down the narrow strap between my ass cheeks. We set off hand in hand until we came to a tree growing sideways.