This is one of our adventures on a busy Caribbean beach. We went to one nice beach in Caribbean island Antigua. We did not expect the beach to be busy...but it happened to be very busy. So we looked for some quiet spot and it was close to the small pier at the left end of the beach. May be because people did not wanted to get hit by boats, jet skies but as it appears they only docked on left side to avoid people swimming on right side. So we laid our beach towels. She got out of her beach dress. Debbie had the latter, big time!My wonderful wife met me at the door before I even had a chance to open it. "Hi Master!" She wore a short kimono and the white stockings I requested, nothing else. Debbie looked edible."The kids... ?" Our three wonderful children, whom were now ten, seven and three. Have I mentioned how great a mother Debbie is?"My sisters'." I nodded, barely able to contain my pleasure at the news. Debbie couldn't contain herself and jumped against me, wrapping her arms about my. Then she became suddenly conscious of the way her hair was teasing her nipples through the silk blouse she was wearing. She smiled as she thought of the way her husband sometimes did that to her intentionally, in bed, and her nipples crinkled immediately to twin jutting points, visible even through her sensible bra. She also experienced another, sharper twinge of warmth in her crotch…and in her ass. (?) ‘What’s that about?’ she puzzled. ‘What’s wrong with me, today? It’s only been a week since. ”David smiled. “I guessed as much from your appearance,” he said pleasantly.“So you still will sell some to us?” he asked dismounting and following David into the house.“My name is Ramage, David Ramage, and this is my wife Susan,” he said as way of introduction.“I’m Paul Van Smit, and this is my son Willie,” he said. “I was told you were a Colonel,” Van Smit added.David smiled, “Colonel retired, from the Khana Rifles of his Majesty Prince Hazid Ibram Khan of Kanda. Not the British Army, Mr Van.