I heard Mr. John groan and could see him adjust his cock from between my legs, as I picked up the handle to lead my wagon into his house.His breathing...was a little heavy so I teased him by asking, "Mr. John? Is something wrong? Are you having a heart attack?"I really didn't think he had any health problems but you can never be too careful. I didn't want the poor old man to die before I got his money and order down. Now don't think I'm being callous. Even though the old man was a pervert I did. Later, as the morning turned hot and we sat in our usual spot, she seemed content to simply snuggle against me, her skin, still soft even with the sand and spray, pressing warmly against me. I put my arm around her shoulders and we wordlessly watched the sun slowly set in the west.As night fell she rose and walked toward the fire pit, and I followed, thinking she wanted an evening meal. But when I found her she was gathering the stalks of a peculiar plant, one which oozed clear syrup as she. My wife wanted to rinse off when we got to the room. So I let her go first while I took care of a couple of emails. She came out dressed in a tee shirt with no panties. I jumped in the shower to rinse off. I stayed naked after my shower. We had a hotel room on the ocean side with a balcony. My wife went out to look at the full moon and listen to the waves.She was leaning over the railing looking out giving me a nice view of a different full moon. She has a gorgeous tight ass. I love to caress. “What do you mean?”“Well, today, you were so cold. You hardly said two words to me. Even Margie noticed. I guess you decided maybe things weren’t going to work out.” Sam looked at his feet, his hands stuffed in his pants pockets. He was too scared to look her in the eye.“What? Sam, look at me!” she demanded. Sam raised his eyes sheepishly. “Why would you think that? It was your idea to play it cool around the office, remember? I thought that’s how you wanted me to act!” she told him.“Uh, you.