When we first got there we did some sight seeing and spent time on the beech (the topless beech). Joanne couldn't help but notice how I was enjoying a...l the topless women. Then she asked me, "How would you feel if I were to come down to the beech topless and all the other guys were checking me out?" I told her great! She asked me if I would be jealous. I told her I wouldn't be jealous at all and actually kinda excited. Joanne has a great body, with her perky 32B titties and her incredible ass,. I was still trying to compose myself for the slight impulsive indiscretion I had just committed and at the same time fall into role as planned, readying myself to be chatted up, while the stench of the previous man's semen hung heavy in the air and mingled with my own vaginal secretions.As it turned out, my preoccupation with the unaccounted for hand job, that I had just administered, made it easy to ignore my husbands futile attempts to chat me up and by the time I had composed myself, his. "Oh yeah!" one said, hardly above a whisper. "Man, that is one foxy chick!" said another.The leader continued to fondle Anna's breast as he moved up next to her. Putting an arm around her, he looked toward the stairs. "The bedroom? Upstairs I guess?" Anna felt his arm drop down, the other hand now squeezing her round buttock as his one hand continued to squeeze her breast."Yes ... upstairs. I suppose it must be the bedroom." She had never taken the morning three upstairs; they apparently. She and I love his music, and she apparently appreciates more than that. We’ve seen him perform at least ten times, and have had the opportunity to meet him on several occasions. This story is about one of those meets, and how I have jackoff material for years after this evening. It was a typical Wednesday evening, drinking a beer and watching the tube when Karole suggested we go see Bowen the upcoming Saturday. I agreed, and after a couple more drinks, was told ‘Thank You’ in a sexy voice as.