I never told him that Alex was going. neither Alex or I had much experience picking up strange men for sex, for some reason i thought Alex had done th...s many time. We both dressed up like sluts and headed to the bar. My husband was not happy that Alex showed up with me at the bar but I told him not to worry. It did not take long for the men to start hitting on us. We were having alot of fun flirting and such. We were drinking alot when Alex started telling the men that were flirting with us. I reached behind Stacy and untied her bikini top. Once her tits were free, I was able to pinch and rub her perky nipples. She seemed to like that and she slipped her hand between her legs and began to rub her clit as she sucked me. We were both getting worked up and moving our hips as if we were close to cumming. Rob, having parked the car, was now taking pictures of his hot wife sucking the cock of a guy that she had just met on the beach.I knew that if she kept this up, I would be filling her. The sightseeing was spectacular. Mansions dotted both sides of the Intercostal, and I was sitting up high and able to enjoy them all. The binoculars I bought at Bass Pro Shop, back in Springfield, Missouri, certainly got a workout, as I rubber necked my way up the coast.It hit me, as I navigated to the St. John's, that I hadn't passed a single home that I couldn't afford to buy. My first instinct was to stop and buy one. It would be interesting to see if I could learn to be content in my own. She found herself thinking about it late at night in bed and she often touched herself to the thought. She knew that they had to continue their escapades and get even more risky. She thought that she would surprise him this time, so she began thinking of a plan. The next day, Eric came over to Chellie’s house and they went upstairs to her room. She pulled him onto the bed and began unzipping his pants. “Baby your parents are right downstairs,” Eric said. Then he inquired, “Aren’t you afraid of.