"Your husband looks like a million." Thanks. He works hard. Summers kill him."Mike returned with a towel and a six pack. His baggy board shorts looked...a few sizes too big producing a curious visual contradiction because Mike is a large muscular man. The bathing suit was crafted for a giant. He tossed the towel onto the grass and plunged into water up to his ribs without ceremony. He passed the first can to me."Thanks." I set my can aside. He shrugged and handed out the rest keeping two for. She's never had the eurge to be with an other woman before. But her imagination stirred from her fantasy and watching her friend take in her cent while rubbing her clit was over whelming. She was going on pure lust. Candy stuck her fingers in her mouth and wet them. Reaching between her legs to cool the flames of her own pussy she gazed back at Mary. Her pale blue panties were nearly transparent. The sight of Mary's smooth womanhood made her want to feel for her self. Bringing her wet fingers. She stood there for just that moment, her heart galloping, smiling back at him and surrendering to his eyes, allowing him to see her with her robe open, her proud breasts out and the triangle of her sweet bush bare. His eyes devoured her and the pace of his hips increased. She had a glance of the woman’s face, lovely in it’s focused work, her hair cascading and her lips wrapped around his shaft. The sense of danger and sexual thrill mounted. She grinned foolishly, mouthed the words “Thank. On the way over he tells me he has known this guy for a long time and that I should treat him well.He tells me he will be right outside if I needed anything. Once at the hotel I walk upn and knock on room 106 and an older man,grey hair,probably 55,opens the door and tells me to come in. Once in the room,he sits me on the bed and ask's me "so,what are you into?" I tell him anything he would like. He looks me up and down and says "you're my daughter's age,will you pretend to be my daughter.