After getting the truth from him, she had declared that it was his fault and that he should make amends.On top of everything else that had gone wrong,...he had stopped by the school to feed his lobsters only to discover that the habitat was empty. He had no idea how they could have managed to escape. He had spent an hour looking for the lobsters but there had been no trace of them anywhere in the school. He muttered, “Someone must have taken them. Lobsters just don’t walk off all by. Before either had a chance to say anything further, they came upon an opening that appeared to be a small parking area off the road. This matched the description of the destination so he pulled the car into the open space.Down a slight decline flanked by trees, they could see a crescent shaped cove. There was a short beach on the northern end, turning rocky towards the south. A few people were already down there, floating in the water, snorkels poking out behind their heads. The water was clear. It was a good period of my life, the military life suited me, at least in a sexual sense. I was young, horny, in a very masculine environment and my cock was hard all the time. It was okay to express the demand for pussy and the weekends where a virtual hunting spree at the local bar for whatever, whenever, however.Being bisexual gave the army life an extra dimension. Lots of nice boys around, lots of nakedness in the showers, plenty of dangling cocks and tight, moving asses. Of course, caution. .. ?"The alluringly dressed young wife tossed her long blonde hair in a characteristic gesture, then swept it back over her shoulders. The act, she was well aware, had made her braless, ripely full breasts ripple in provocative freedom. She was hardly conscious of her husband's presence, and could barely contain the smile she felt tugging at her wetly parted lips at her handsome neighbor's visible uneasiness. It registered that he must enjoy many sensual panoramas from his strategic position,.