He came back with a bigger smile on his face than Alfred had. This was his first time as well. We all shook hands and slapped each other on the back. ... knew I was next. When it came to my turn I wanted a very specific type. She had to be a mature woman with a little meat on her. I liked a woman I could hold on to and not worry about hitting myself with a bone or something. She didn’t have to have big breasts but I did want them to be full and round with big nipples. We went into the room next. The beers on my breasts were welcomingly cool, and the damp allowed it to linger for a few seconds longer. I don’t know if it was their almost-glimpse of my nipples, but the mood changed a bit after that and became more sexually intense.I ramped up the teasing in retribution. Being later in the day, I no longer needed the sunscreen protection, so I took some ice from the coolbox, sucked it, then very deliberately lifted my arm and ran the dripping ice block up and down it, paying special. She was drinking coffee at the table one morning when I got home from work. She seemed happier to see me than she had shown previously. “Can’t sleep?” I asked her.“Oh, I just got up to see you for a while before you went to bed. Lately it feels like I live alone with a boarder in the spare room. Meanwhile I do laundry for two men.”“I can cook sometimes if you want, and do my own laundry too.”“No, Bobby, I don’t mind doing it. It’s just too lonely. Don’s away all week; I see you a few minutes in. They sat at a table with a walkway running past it, as they sipped a light wine, and watched couples, arms around each other, drift towards their cabins.After a few minutes, Sally stood up declaring that she must find a toilet. She put down her half-empty glass and strolled away towards the bar.When she had gone, Rhonda sat, feeling lonely in this new environment. Then she saw him! Tall, handsome with lightly curled black hair. In a pale blue shirt and pants, he strode towards her and then on.