I got out and took off my pants and boxers putting them in the car nervously and feeling the tickling sensation as the cool wind caressed my cock,ball... ass and thighs,it felt good.As i leant back against my car his hands were all over me, running up and down my thighs to my cock and balls and round to my ass grabbing handfulls of it before going back to my thighs and cock slowly wanking it.By now i was trembling with pleasure and not understanding any of it,here i was naked from the waist down. We swam in the sea and played badminton and it proved to be a pleasant distraction from All Things Mike, at least for a few hours.The following Friday, my parents left for a twentieth anniversary getaway. If ever there was an opportunity to meet Mr. Weston as I had hoped, surely this would be it.*Saturday dawned with a crispness that belonged to a later season, the kind of bite in the air that required fleece instead of spandex. Pulling a favorite sweatshirt over my head, I looked out the. Beautiful, but not practical. I stood at the entrance and cocked my head, trying to see further into the alley. Meh. What could be the worst that could happen? I took a motivated step and pushed my legs forward. I could see the lace tops of my stockings shimmer in the moonlight as I walked, highlighting my toned legs. I heard something move behind me and I stopped, looking quickly, and then kept powering forward. The adrenaline and the notion that I might be in danger was making my heart. ”“Oh, are you coaching varsity girls this year?” She hoped her hopefulness had been sufficiently contained. She was trying to stay casual.He shook his head with a chuckle. “That’s not my turf.”Together, they moved through a few poses, stretching and strength poses. The sun peaked over the horizon with a green flash and warm orange glow. She stopped in cat pose and stared out at the sunrise.“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”She looked at him with a smile, as he stared out at the beauty. “Oh, wait, this.