That way I'd put on a better show. I just prayed there would be a few men about to watch me finger fuck myself.Once at the beach I walked along ahead ...f my husband and found a suitable hollow in the dunes for my performance. I laid out my beach blanket and positioned it so that my shoulders would be raised against one side of the dune.Before I sat down I did some stretching and could see my husband had positioned himself so he could look down at me. I raised my arms above my head and leant. I had no clue that he would come over. Nico had apparently forgot about it. “Hi im Peter and you are?” We shook hands “Hi im Caroline” Nico then said. “Come we go in my room. Peter” They were about to go when i Asked Peter “Would you like a cup of coffee? It's still warm” He turned around “Sure i could really use one” I saw Nico looked angry at me, and sat down by the kitchen table. “Ok coming right up. Take a seat, i'll get the coffee. Sugar or Milk?” I poured him a cup. “No thanks. Black is. ”“You snot-nosed little shit. You will go to what classes you are told and be happy about it.”“I can see that we are not going to have a reasonable conversation, so as of now, I refuse to participate. If you don’t mind, I’ll be leaving now.”“You will not walk out on me, young man. I’m not through with you yet...”He continues to belittle me for another half hour, after which he is even more angry since I refused to say or do anything. The entire time I just sit there. When he is finally done. Alexander was different, though. He already knew about me, and though wed sexed together, he was disarmingly casual about it. He seemed trustworthy — I mean, this was Alexander who lived in my house for over a year, I knew him. It just happened naturally that I poured out my heart to him. I told him everything, even about Jason — though I warned Alexander to keep his hands off Jason. Alexander simply smiled and said, My hots are all for you, my fine young man. I wasnt sure how much I believed.