Cheryl looked guiltily at her husband. Rob was still engaged in the same boring business conversation with his customers. She needed him. She felt her...elf being pulled towards the man at the bar. Cheryl put her hand on her husband’s thigh hoping he could save her. He brushed it away and looked briefly at her annoyed and then returned to his sales pitch.Cheryl resisted but then shyly glanced towards the bar again and the man was ordering a drink. She was disappointed not to see him still staring. Her eyes kept shifting to Mark, and her mind would wander back to this morning, when what she’d thought was a delicious dream of being woken by his wandering fingers was actually reality.She must have dozed off but was woken when the engine cut, and she felt a jolting movement as an anchor secured the boat in position. She raised her head to look for Mark, finding him walking towards her with two ice-cold glasses of water and an appraising smile. He set the drinks down, knelt beside her and. Jerome noticed Mrs Wendy staring at his crotch, "ooh Wendy you filthy cougar" he thought. He had never thought of fucking a white girl before but he really fancied Wendy. He had thought he saw Wendy look before when he first came to her for help, he wanted to make sure so he had continued wearing tight shirts and shorts. It helped a lot that Jerome also went to the gym whenever he could, he certainly noticed all the faculty ladies taking notice, but he wanted Wendy.That Wendy now made it clear. I got busy cleaning up everything.When I was done Cindy told me to get in the shower and freshen myself up. I was glad she let me clean up I hate it when I am nasty and dirty. Because the cum I had on my face was dried up and flaking off. When I got out of the shower Cindy called me into the kitchen. I walked in and sat down all I had on was a towel.She said, "You really are a faggot, aren't you?" I saw how you enjoyed fucking your ass with MY dildo. I also noticed how you was trying to shoot.