Her husband kept taking pictures. I felt her hand gripping mine between her legs and she whispered“Fuck me with your fingers and put your thumb here...��”I found her clit and started rubbing it.She made me stop but held my hand down there.“Let’s go for a walk.”I followed her out of the café. Mike picked up my school bag and the camera. Sara had left her cardigan open so her tits were visible to anyone who looked. She took my hand in hers and we walked up the path with her husband following.After we. Then he did something that really got me going.He gently lifted my head out of his lap, put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in to him and he started kissing me long and deep. Up to this point, I had only been kissed by a man a couple of times....but never like this.The feel of his beard and mustache against my smooth lipstick covered lips was unbelievably erotic. My lips parted and his tongue was exploring every corner of my mouth. I was soooo turned on, I couldn't imagine it. I stretched out on the sofa and slept for almost three hours. That's a pretty average amount of time for me. I usually sleep in three or four hour increments now.I got up and went to the bathroom. My houseguest was apparently still sleeping so I remained as quiet as possible. Once the coffee was ready I sat by the window, staring out at the lake and wondering how it came to pass that a strange woman is sleeping in my bed and how she got here. My cabin is miles from anywhere and if she has a car. I've know you for two months now. You're sweet, you're always willing to help me out, you listen to all my boring stories and you're a good looking boy. You don't need to be nervous around girls. My face turned red. "What's bothering you, Paul? Is there something I can do?" "It's just that..." I swallowed hard. "It's not cool to be a guy and a virgin." Seraphine walked out from behind her kitchen counter. She was staring empathetically into my eyes, she placed her hand on my cheek. "Well, we.