I wasn’t sure how experienced he was but it didn’t take long to know what to do. Our bodies were on fire from being stoned and also being so ready...to fuck. I somehow pushed him on his back and straddled him, rocking back and forth, my tits crushed against his chest, our tongues swirling in our mouths, my pussy pressed against the hardness in his jeans. My tight dress was way up over my hips and he grabbed my ass pulling me harder against him while he lifted his ass, grinding harder and we were. I'll bet dollars to doughnuts they skipped work today to be sure they could get up here early and create some serious boners," I suggested. "They did save us some work and they look great. I was pissed for a minute, but I guess we should be happy our wives are so damn sexy! A lot of women their age have to wear tents. I have to say ours look great in little, or nothing!"When Dave and I stepped back outside, we acted as friendly, and blind, as we possibly could. I resisted the impulse to jump up. The next day Sarah didn't feel like doing much and I told her I would probably venture down to the water sports zone and do some sailing so she could just chill out. We had a late breakfast and bumped into May. Nina had left a little earlier. I left them chatting over coffee and off I went. I had a few hours messing about and then went to one of the bars for a few drinks finally heading back to out room about 4 thinking Sarah will have had sufficient relaxation time. When I got into the room I. He decided he had missed the lunch time crowd. This was mainly married office workers who rushed in to get their cocks sucked or to suck a cock in the quickest possible time, so that they could get back to their desks and their wives would never know. And it was far too early for the after work boys - gay guys who came here on a regular basis. He slipped his towel off and hung it on a peg on the wall. He looked at his body in the mirrored wall. He was skinny, he always had been. It didn't.