She lay on the bed and her hand slowly ran over her tits and down her flat stomach and quickly found her clit. Her finger made small circles around th... clit. Her other hand as rolling her nipples and a few quiet moaning noises started as she increased the speed of her finger movements. I was nearing the end of my call and I knew that the deal was done and said a few things that suggested the contract was sealed. This made her increase the clit play and her other hand moved from her nipples to. “So, who are you and what have you done with my wife? You know, the one who was embarrassed by the idea of wandering down to the other end of the beach the other day.”Brenda blushed but smiled. “She decided that she was being a little silly. Don’t get your hopes up, though. Topless is all you get. Bottomless is not on the table!”Steve sat down on the lounger and stretched out next to her, all the while laughing. “I hope you don’t mind if I keep the mental image going, though.”“I’m just working. "Would you like a hand?" I asked"Okay" she replied.So I stepped over to the sink and started to help her."Thank you, its been so busy to day and my husbands not here to help" she said"Not a problem I don't mind helping" I replied"My names Rebecca" she smiled"I'm Peter" I smiled back.So we washed, dried and stacked cups and Tea pots for the next ten minutes until finally it was done."Okay then I guess my work here is done" I smiled."Thank you you've been a great help" she repliedSo I strolled. It had been a dozen years since I left and not a whole lot had changed, all of the landmarks were there but it seemed shabbier and more run down than I remembered. I checked into the most expensive hotel in town and set out to explore my old haunts. Big mistake. My memories growing up there were not good ones. I had been picked on and bullied all through high school and I left at my soonest opportunity. I stepped into a bar for a drink…The bartender was one of my biggest rivals, George. George.