Lithe is a good word for me, graceful too. I'd have been a good dancer, like ballet, except we were pretty much in the middle of nowhere so far as cul...ure is concerned. I'd been lucky to get piano lessons growing up, even though I'd hated them at the time. It's won me a few pageants though, when having a lithe body with nice tits and a cute little ass weren't enough."Do you want to get a burger after practice?" Mark asked me as we walked slowly."Mmmm ... I told my mom I'd be home for dinner.". She said the club was a blast and wanted to go back that night. This was my last night without the spouses, so I really wanted to make it memorable. I had to really think how can I make this as wild as possible, and I came up with the idea of trolling the resort for a couple of guys to add to this scenario. I had done this so many times with my wife, and the idea of using the step daughter as a complete whore, excited me further. The near impossibility here is that most resorts in the tropics. ..." Although elated, Chloe seemed anchored where she stood, stunned and unable to move toward her lover. "A seat opened on an earlier flight," he explained as he took off his sneakers and socks. "I got here an hour ago and have been searching rather frantically for you ever since. I suppose I should've looked first for a naked nymph in the surf." His t-shirt came off in one smooth move and fell atop his shoes. Chloe drank the sight of his bare chest. Shorts and boxers followed, providing an. ‘Nothing’s wrong. It’s just too right…’ He moves and stares into my eyes. The intensity scares me. Whatever shreds of reserve I had melt away under his stare and his slightly upward curving lips. ‘I think… I’m going to go take a cold shower and go to sleep on the couch.’ He says but doesn’t move. I kiss him again, hungrily. Don’t go, I want you, I need you tonight. When the heat between us gets too much, he pulls away again. He smiles and shakes his head, ‘Hmmm.’ He murmurs in appreciation. ‘I.