I slowly moved my left hand towards her navel and caressed her stomach.It felt so soft and tender. I moved my face closer to her neck and slowly rubbe... my lips on her neck. As my lips touched her neck, she let out a soft sigh. My cock was getting hard, and I pressed it against her ass. I slowly moved my right hand up towards her right boob. I felt my hand hit the lower part of the right boob. Oh, it felt so nice to feel her soft yet firm boob. I couldn’t believe I was thrusting my cock against. The men’s changing room was deserted, and it took me only a moment to discard my clothes and put them in my carryall, along with our picnic lunch and my towel. I took a deep breath and opened the door to the beach. I stepped out and looked around. No sign of Carol, so I moved to the edge of the little terrace and looked around. Most people seemed to be down closer to the water, or using the clumps of pine and birch as shelter. There was a noise behind me and I turned. Carol smiled nervously at. Life feltvery drab.I recently had the weekend to myself because the lovely couple weregoing to her parents for a few days. That meant girl time! I felt thatit had been ages since I lavished myself in all my feminine glory.Since Marchesa left I pretty much dressed only on my room with the doorlocked. I didn't want someone to come barging in while I was wearing mypretty lacies.I couldn't wait for them to leave. I was hiding in my room listening tothem getting ready. The whole time I was. That dolt could have only the vaguest notion of its true value. It was written, of course, in the arcanum, the magic language. Ne'ertheless, he was quite reasonably demanding a sum that was, all at the same time, princely, extortionate, and dirt cheap.After wandering in a ruminative fog for a few minutes, I realized that my only, if slim, hope was to beg an advance from a duke who was widely reputed to be miserly in his dealings with his own family. Stories about his penny-pinching abounded.