He busied himself with some sort of paperwork while I slipped into the gown. He stood and helped me zip it up, smiling approvingly. It fit perfectly a...d I knew I looked good, just like a girl really going to her prom. ‘Well, come on then,’ he said, offering me his arm. ‘He should be here by now, and we can’t keep him waiting.’ I hooked my arm though Will’s and we went back out to the foyer. There was a dark-haired man standing there, looking at a painting on the wall, his back to us. He was. She moved us away from the locker room/showers building to near some sea grape trees and took off her shirt then her bikini top and had me hold it for her. She fumbled with her t-shirt long enough to insure I had a good look at her tits then put the shirt back on. I said, ‘Thank you.’ She said, ‘My pleasure.’ Lydia was a playful exhibitionist. My first. We took our shorts off and put our stuff in a locker then I treated us to fruit juice. As we walked to the beach I fell behind her for a few. " "We are other." "We want to be like them, Boss." "How become we the sons?"It took me a second to link all the sentences together. Then I got it. The idiots must call themselves my 'sons' - as twisted as that idea is. "Ok. Listen, the only difference between you and them is the sex." Ja." "Yes."I waited but they didn't go on. "I fuck them. I'm not fucking you two." Yes." "Ja."One of us was missing something and I wasn't sure if it was them or me. "So you want me to fuck you?"They both blushed.. During the drive to the airport and flight to Florida, I started to think that I was going to be alone for several days, I had no plans at night, so what a great opportunity for hitting a few clubs maybe meet some little hottie I could take back to my hotel and fuck. I love the exotic Latin women in Florida. Once I got into my rental car my thoughts were in overdrive and my cock had been hard for the last hour. How the hell was I going to get through the rest of the work day?Finally, it was.