I stayed with an older couple, who were mostly at work during the day. This allowed me time to go to the beach or just chill in their pool. I was free...to do whatever I wanted.A few days into the holiday a young couple I'd met briefly before stopped by the house, wanting to visit the owners. I mentioned that they were at work and invited the guests inside for a drink. Even though it was only 10am I decided that I would have an alcoholic beverage since I was on holiday and the couple gladly. We all got cleaned up and went down for dinner and a few glasses of wine. It was very pleasant and I was pleased we were all so relaxed and enjoying the social aspect of the evening as well. Karen kept smiling at me and when Fred left the room to go back to the kitchen, she asked me "are you OK? Are you happy with what we are doing?"I reassured her and told her that I was looking forward to going back upstairs after dinner for more 'practice' and she smiled at me and told me how much she loved. With it being summer, I slept late and did my own thing, which still included a lot of jacking off.Being the time, it was the nature of our small town, kids went to their friends’ houses and rarely knocked, normally it was just walk in and say hi.This is what happened after about four days since the “incident." I was sitting on the couch, watching TV and slowly stroking myself when Bren walked in, damn it, this was twice now she caught me beating off.I tried to cover up but it was too late, she. I return to your back, down to your lower back and then I work towards your gluts; and then back up a bit, then down again and each time I am getting closer and closer to your buttocks with each pass. Until I am massaging them as well. Then I work under your panties. You move, suggestively. I am thinking you are ready for more than a massage.But not yet - I promised I’d work those kinks out of your muscles, so I begin to massage your legs and thighs. You spread your legs as I deftly knead.