I just shrugged and gestured for her to sit down. It wasn't like I didn't make any friends but I kept everyone at a little distance, just to make sure...I never got invited for sleepovers or other things that could give me away. I stuck my nose back into my book, I needed to work harder than anyone else to keep up but by now I was getting used to it. Cynthia started talking to me again, "Do you like it here? I mean, you never seem to be spending a lot of time with anyone. Not that I blame you,. Try something for me. Please," Tommy begged. "It's warm. Did you bring a bikini? Wear the top and a pair of cut-off shorts." Tommy got excited and carried away. "Cut them shorter. As short as you can, and don't wear any panties." Tommy, calm down. Dad is never going to let you have sex with mom. Even if he fucked me or anyone else. I'm not sure mom will go behind his back anymore. We had better get used to it."Tommy told Chloe she had changed her tune, and he wasn't willing to accept that. We chat brieflyand you go to sit in front of the TV. You thumb through my DVD's when the phone rings again. It’s me, “I’m coming home.” “Why”, you question me. I respond, “I want to be where you are.”I pull up into the drive and you hear the key in the door. I enter to see you standing at the top of the stairs inthe same robe. Surprised, I stop right there briefly… our eyes lock… and you drop the robe over yourshoulders to reveal to me a long white gown with a split up to your hip… the. He gave her a deep tongue kiss and cupped her buns as he pressed his body against hers. That was enough to trigger her release and she sagged against him as the waves of pleasure dissolved her strength.Brad held her until her poise returned, then said gently, “Let’s go to the beach.” He took her hand. She was still shaky. Never before had an orgasm happened like that.As they reached the beach they walked by a beach cabana. It was occupied but all she could see in the shade were two sets of.