It was late spring, and the past winter's chill was a distant memory. It was Malcolm I met first. That day, gorgeous and puffy white clouds were the o...ly things marring the otherwise pure blue of the sky. I had a rare weekend off, and was enjoying the afternoon in a Café close enough to the sea that I could hear the waves crashing on the beach.I was sitting at my table and nibbling on my bagel when I heard the sound of scuffling feet. The hurried gasp of "Oh shit!" behind me made me turn just. ’ He got up and they shook hands. Before he left he had another thought. ‘You know, Jeff, if you can’t see your way clear to easing off, maybe you could just cut some more classes. I was told there was a brief period when you weren’t coming to class. The professors told me it was a relief to them, their assistants and the students. Think about it.’ That was the most bizarre conversation I’d ever heard. ‘Nice meeting you, Ashley,’ he said as he headed for the door. It was too soon to tell if. Cold. I checked a couple of times, clapped my hands, got no response but a snore out of Jeremy. I grabbed the bottle of lube I took out of Mom’s bathroom. I had read that it might help if Mandi was a virgin or wasn’t wet. I took my clothes off. Mandi was wearing some short athletic shorts over her pink panties. They came off in no time. I rolled her over. I applied the lube to both of us. Her pussy was hairless, which I liked. From watching porn, I had expected the lips to be more pronounced,. It was more of a statement than a question."Yes Darling. That is exactly what it means." I wonder how that could be," my bride said with a broad smile, before kissing the Stranger again."I hope we have your husband's permission for the enjoyment we are giving each other," the Stranger said.All I was able to say was, "I never thought I would enjoy something like this, but I am." In that case you won't mind when I put my hand inside your bride's dress and stroke the inside of her thigh." First.