I was conscious of a loud truck engine nearby and turned to look at the unwelcome noise. It was a big, late-model pickup, jacked up a few inches and s...orting oversize tires and a very heavy looking set of bars on the front. A macho rig, was my first thought. Someone trying to prove to himself he was a real man.I tried to ignore it, but the sound was getting louder and I turned back to the source again. I couldn't see through the tinted windshield, but I got the impression he was headed my way.. Sally doesn’t mind this, as she says that if she were at home and I was working she would employ a cleaner anyway. The cleaner does the heavy work, vacuuming, floors, washing up when needed, we tend to eat out a lot, breakfast being the only meal usually eaten at home. This is usually a light affair often no more than champagne and scrambled eggs, when Sally is home, or tea and toast for me when alone. Sal usually goes away for between one and two weeks, works hard selling formal wear to local. I said what’s that for? she replied “you’ll see honey, you are going to get a workout tonight”. In no time Candy and I were laying on the beach, her boobs pouring out of her bikini. It didn’t take long before that bikini came off and her large nipples and voluptuous breasts shone in the midnight glow. Soon her bikini bottom was laying on the bottom of the blanket exposing her whole naked form in the moonlight. Well, I am no dummy; I knew what to do with a naked beauty on the beach, off came my. Then his hands were on her shoulders, sliding the dress from her shoulders. It fell and puddled around her feet. “Lift your feet one at a time. First your right, then your left.” Unthinkingly, she obeyed as His foot slid the dress away from her. Then she felt His hands unclasp her bra and pull it from her body. Next, He started to slide her panties down over her hips. “Look how wet these are. They are literally dripping wet.” Charley observed. Her panties dropped to the floor where they sat, a.