It was on that next day that I first got to see Vanessa totally naked. I had decided to pay her a visit at about 10 o,clock in the morning. I wasn’t...planning to try peeping at her. My talk with her in the kitchen had been even more exciting than the voyeurism that had led to it. I just wanted to talk to her again. Who knew where it might lead? I followed the beach around the island until I reached the path to Vanessa’s beach, which, being cut off at either end by small rocky cliffs, had to be. All the while, Selena made love to him, her breasts bouncing wantonly, and he steadfastly avoided touching her nipples. They were standing erect, practically begging for his touch, but he ignored them, letting his hands trace everywhere but over them. Selena grew increasingly frustrated. ‘Please,’ she whispered, tension coiled in her belly. ‘Please, Liam.’ Knowing what she wanted, he pulled her to him and ravished one nipple, suckling hard and rasping with his teeth until she clasped his head. Linda told him to take off his clothes, close his eyes, and lay down on the bed on his stomach. Linda then started to rub his back and it felt really, good, so after a while Alan compliments her massage skills and says “thanks”, but Linda says she’s not through. “I used to make a lot of money at this, time to turn over.” “You were a masseuse?” “Yeah, in college I gave very special massages,” Linda said as she started to tickle his balls. Alan immediately got hard and as she started to stroke. " Great. Now, back on the floor with you."I left and made my way to the till. I couldn't believe I had felt soscared of what Jeff might say. I had a worry he might think I had beendossing off work, and might take away some of my hours. I couldn't affordthat. Things were tight as it was. No, wait, that wasn't right. What wasI thinking? I was Jess; a successful realtor with a fancy car andluxurious apartment. Not Jessie. Not the Bobby-Joe waitress who- Wait,that customer said no onions, right?.