H e must have saw me looking at it because he took my hand had moved it there. I have to admit that was moving things very fast, but I couldnt have fu...king cared less. It extended a good length down his thigh. It must have been big, and I could feel it was thick. Go ahead, feel it, He said. I rubbed it a bit more. All of a sudden he started to unzip his jeans and slide them down. What the hell was he doing? This was a private school which means they would have been way harder on him if he got. ’“The surf will be killer, early next week. There’s a storm system developing that will push some really great waves this way,” the guy said.“I heard that, too. I was wishing I had brought my board to the island,” Betsy said.“You don’t have it here?” the guy asked surprised by that little revelation.“It’s at my parents house,” Betsy saidIt was strange that she was living in Hawaii and hadn’t even given a thought to surfing. The surf board she had bought when studying in California was back in. Then there was some movement next door, a tap in the en-suite being turned on and then a rustle of clothing. I heard the main bedroom door open and footsteps down the hallway going towards the kitchen. I opened my bedroom door and listened as my wife said goodbye to Ben. I think he wanted a repeat, but she told him it had been fantastic, but it was only a one off and he would not see her again and that was that. He left and she closed the door and came back down the hall.As she passed the spare. I can see the wet tip of your hard cock poking through the front of your boxer shorts. This is definitely not part of my job, but I can't help myself. I reach down and start feeling around in between your legs. Not doing anything remotely medical, just teasing some more and satisfying my curiosities. I've still got my tits pushed up against you. I notice that I am breathing rather heavily. I am on the verge of hyperventilating. I close my eyes as I grip your hard cock and picture how amazing.