She never really got carried away, and she would rather just follow someones lead than take it herself. She also was a bit shy when it came to any bed...oom antics, so he was a bit surprised to hear her soft voice dip into sultry seductive tones and obviously invite him to have sex. In the 5 seconds he was thinking she had walked across the room and stood staring down at him sitting on the couch. He was in a loose button up shirt and cargo shorts. But as he looked up at her beautifully slender. What if Mother didn’t let her come? Would she let me go with her instead? It didn’t seem too likely. Thinking about it, I realised I would have to trust Fiona to solve this, just as she had solved so many other things for me. I would have to explain the difficulty and rely on her to sort it out. That was, after all, the decision I had made earlier. Asking her for help with this was one more step on the path towards admitting my dependence on her, though. I wished I had the competence to deal. Jim rolled of her, rubbed her back a few times and fell asleep, she was not long after The next morning they awoke and were docked in the Bahamas, they had decided to take a taxi around the island to a beach to snorkel, so after breakfast the went to the room to change, again Becky put on one of her sexy new bikinis, Jim Loved watching her change and put it on, she was looking so good she could have been a bikini model, they made there way to the dock ,she had a light wrap over her but everyone. I had some new and rather expensive (for a student) lingerie that I wanted to wear for our lovemaking - sheer black stockings, delicate black lacy panties, and a frilly but stylish bra that pushed my average sized breasts up into smooth alabaster mounds. I felt hot and sexy. I glided into Chris' bedroom, pulling the door too, but not closing it properly. Chris had already disrobed and his cock was standing to attention. It was average size, but he generally stayed hard for a long time and there.