When we dropped anchor, I took off my sun dress and sat in the chair. I held up the sun tan oil and ask “who wants to oil me up?” They almost fell...over each other to get to me. This tall guy named Sam won and took the oil and started massaging my shoulders. Working down my back sliding his hands on the sides of my tits that hung out the side of my suit. Then he got down on his knees and worked on my legs. When he got up he was hard as a rock. I acted like I didn’t notice and said “Thanks” I. Thinking about it, he could recall three or four of the outfits she regularly wore to the office; conventional suits, sometimes trousers, sober colours but occasionally a bright blouse or top. He had paid more attention to her shoes, though. That, he confessed, was a weakness of his. He knew just which pair she had worn every day for the last week and, of course, the pair she had been wearing on Wednesday. That had been a pair of white and tan court shoes with low heels, the tan leather. Your other hand is reaching round your back and grabbing my hard cock.i cant beleive whats happening.you kind of frog march me over to the kitchen table and turn around...i knew it was you son you say as you lift your skirt...eat my cunt right now and get your cock out for mommy its your lucky day.with that you lean back on the table and offer me your wet shaved pussy,i hear how wet it is as you open your legs.i could cum right now at the sight before me.i go down on you and you simply flop. Then she came up and started caressing me and kissing me and rubbing up against me. It had two effects on me. It 1. Made me blush instantly. And 2. Become instantly hard. The dress I was wearing was pretty tight, so that erection was very obvious. She kept this up for a bit till I eventually said, hey come on. My friends over, and this is a little embarrassing. That's when my friend spoke up and said. Oh, don't stop for me. I get to see my old friend acting how I always thought he should. I.