They kept looking my way, and I just had that feeling that they were talking about me. Kim got off the steps and swam out to where I was. She asked me...why I was avoiding them. I told her that I wasn’t and that I thought she was coming alone. She said that she planned on coming alone, but then Beth called and asked what she was doing. When she told her she was going swimming at my hotel she insisted on coming along. Of course every little reason went through my mind on whey she wanted to come,. It was a hot one again. My skin was damp with perspiration and I knew I would need a cold drink soon. My mouth was practically dry. Checking all this scenery was hard work and as far as I knew I was the only one here, not even Doreen had come over this early. So when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist, I jumped out of my skin before sinking into them where I belonged. I recognised the smell first, then his voice swiftly followed. “I think I owe you one,” he murmured, into my left ear. I. I unzipped and pulled out my pecker and held it with my left hand. This way he could look at it if he wished. He was a cute guy, maybe 30 - 35 years old. About my height, stocky build, clean-cut. I asked him, "How's it going". "Good", he replied. I didn't have to piss, but I tugged on my foreskin and stroked and played with my dick. When he was through pissing he started to play with his dick. "Some things aren't fair", I said. "How's that", he asked. "Some guys have so much more cock. I've often wondered where I would meet a woman as fine as you." I felt flustered. We aren't a family that's much on compliments. Besides, Matt had suddenly slipped his hand into mine, squeezing it. I wasn't really surprised when he then took my hand and placed it gently in his lap so that I could feel his crotch. "Just looking at you in that skirt has me so hard, Mom," he whispered. "I need to fuck so bad." "So do I," I confessed. before I could stop myself. The feel of Matt's hard cock was.