I ran my fingers over the satin cape, feeling the long, cool threads slipping past my grasp, when I noticed that the cape actually seemed to have some...wear on it. I had only seen her wear it once, and that was to the party we went to. Then the wicked smile creased my face as I realized what was going on. Mom wore this, probably for Daddy when they had sex. So, my mind finally realized, my parents were not the straight-laced, uptight, puritanical people I thought they were. They had a wild side,. Opening the car door I saw that she and her mom had been on a mall mission as the back seat was covered in bags of department store booty.Later as I sat in my chair flipping channels on the remote I could hear Ann in the background going on and on about this store and that...this outfit and the other. "Are you listening to me?" she asked. "Why don't you turn that off and listen to what I'm saying," she chided."I'm sorry babe," I replied. Ann held up a garment... a bright yellow top as she held. Placing my drink down I went over and asked her for a dance. There was hardly anyone on the dance floor, she declined. Her group of females were laughing as I walked away probably at me because of the knockback.Returning to the booth and my drink, I pretended I felt okay. I drank the pint down. There was less of a crowd now at the bar and I was served quite quickly. I looked about for my mates but they all seemed to have partners. I sat as you do after a knockback, drinking my pint and just. I took the choices home and Cindi, my wife, instantly picked Palm Island. I didn't know anything about it but it looked like good fun on a secluded beach.Cindi was 23, 5'6", 110 lbs, and smallish firm titties and a firm butt.I'm 6'3", 185 and athletic. I was 24 at the timeWe flew to Miami and then were transported via a coach to a ferry that transported us to Palm Island. The ferry is the only way on and off the island. We checked in at the reception/clubhouse and received our orientatio.Eaqch.