I never had any memory of my meeting this boy.The flight attendant announced all passengers to tighten seat belts, no smoking and all the routine thin...s they were coached to speak. I hardly heard the announcements. I was just trying to locate the boy’s identity in my memory scan. Again blank.One thing was sure. The boy belonged to a group of students going out on some kind of summer vacation or some school program; because he was accompanied by a number of other students wearing a similar. Maybe I’d kiss the right one. I usually regarded women as hot as Beth as out of my class, but the alcohol made me bold. Moving through the crowd, I made my way to the entrance and found Beth seated behind the counter in the booth. She looked bored and totally edible. “Are you Beth?” She gave me a hostess smile and said she was. I reached over the counter and we shook hands. I introduced myself and made small talk and asked her to dance. She surprised me when she came out of the booth and led. I could do nothing but comply.Max said, “ Jason, look at that ass, is that a perfect teardrop ass or what? Look at those rounded bubble cheeks. Damn, my dick is hard.”I felt Max behind me on his knees. He put his knees between mine and pushed my knees apart. I felt his hands on my waist and his cock up against my ass cheeks. He placed his hands on my ass cheeks and spread them apart. I could feel his cock head slide up and down my crack. I felt his cock head find my ass hole. He just rested. How's THAT for rationalizing!?!We didn't know any of the other three couples already there. Rita spotted us and slowly climbed out of the pool, wearing a very, very skimpy crocheted suit. One nipple was clearly visible thru the lax knitting and several short, dark pubic hairs peeked thru the unlined bottoms. We furtively looked at her dad who pressed his beer against the thick, swelling mass in his shorts. Yet, we guessed he must have seen her wearing even less since, oddly, he barely gave her.