It was also far steeper and the rain was beginning to make things slippery."We should have listened to Robert. He seemed to know about mountains and i... equipped properly." Stan angrily spun round to see who made comment but in doing so slipped and fell heavily on a boulder. It didn't help his temper. Panting and trying to stand, he winced from the pain. His chest had hit the rock hard. Severely overweight, the fall, as he later found out, cracked his ribs and made breathing increasingly. Zac had confided in me on numerous occasions about how hot he thought my wife was but stopped short of suggesting anything. My wife and I were both seated in chairs while Zac was on the couch closest to us. It was my wife who took the first step and moved over to sit next to Zac as they made small talk while each was looking at the other lustfully. I could see it in my wife's eyes and from the tone of her voice. As time passed, I was enjoying watching the two of them dance around the lust and. I found out why the chest was too heavy to move. It was nailed to the floor. Instead I carried several armloads of clothes down to the spare bedroom. It took me quite a few trips. I carried down cardboard boxes containing corsets, gloves, stockings and shoes. I was amazed to see that everything seemed to be in almost new condition. Nothing smelled musty, dusty or dirty. There wasn't any evidence of moth damage either. I hung up the dresses, petticoats and under dresses in the closet. I put the. I had seen Claire sucking another guy's cock, and three guys maul her tits, but I was greedy now. I wanted to see someone fuck her and was sure that she would let Martin do this. I had to get back down there, and I also wanted some pictures.When I got the room, everyone was asleep, the young babysitter woke as I walked in. She looked at the door behind me and saw that I was alone. Her eyes rolled upwards, then said, "Martin."I smiled and said, "yeah, they are on the beach now. She'll be back.