I wanted a piece of whatever was going on up in those dunes.The next wave couldn't come fast enough, I walked up the beach, dumped my surfboard and wa...ked in to the dunes. Nothing about my attire had changed, I was only wear my little black speedos.Just out of sight from the beach I saw what was going on and it was a beautiful, erotic sight at that.The New Slave Boy had his back to me and the two men I had seen walking down the beach were facing me but with their shorts around their ankles. . I have such a hard on I can’t take it. I look around and there is no one parked behind the shopping center. I put the laptop on the passenger seat and pull out my dick trying to get some relief. Meanwhile, Mark goes back to rubbing lotion on my wife’s back. He says something and un-clasps her bra in the back. She holds her hands up to keep her breasts covered. He takes his time rubbing her back and starts to make his way to her sides. Out of nowhere, she walks over to the chair and puts one of. Here I thought I would givethe old man a thrill, and now I am totally obedient to him. I lay there, naked, feeling the slickness of the desk under me,now that my juices are everywhere. I look up at him standing overme. His gaze is covering me from head to toe, I feel so young andhelpless. He is so large standing over my vulnerable state. He stares at me without touching me until my sex aches and I havebecome too uncomfortable. He can tell I am squirming under thisperpetual. " How about a cold one?" Watch it, buster, or you'll be changing the sheets." And you'll get an ice-cube." Gotcha!"I cursed as a hot current hit my groin. I loved playing with ice-cubes."Okay! Okay! You win!" I tossed off the covers. "I'll take a damn steamy shower."A few minutes later, standing outside the tub, I stuck my hand under the water before stepping into the rising steam. The spray teased my skin as my mind wandered into a silent fantasy about Melody.I was standing in the history.