Seeing him in a position I've never experienced before turns me on to an unimaginable degree. I steel myself, sliding my hands down his chest to the b...ckle of his belt, and my fingers begin their diligent work. "Chanel," Ethan whispers as I unbutton him. "Yes?" I ask innocently, and he pulls his face away to double check our privacy. For the first time in a week, I reach down and grab his dick, and he gasps like I've never heard before. The look he gives me is abandoned of any reservations,. I didn't want to pass it up cause, hell, I might not see another one for a year. Now then, if you had just called me and told me you weren't going fishing, then I could have told you about Simon and brought him home and you could have watched my little pussy get stretched. So instead I thought that I could bring him home and fuck him and tell you all about it. Then he could come back when you were here and you could watch. You see how simple that would have been? Then you wouldn't have messed. I take away privileges. For instance, I can make the massage table disappear." "I got it," she grumbled at him. "I'll be ready in a snap." She quickly dressed in the jeans and shirt, and pulled her shoes back on. With a sardonic smile, she struck a pose. "Better?" she asked. His eyes still betrayed his desire as his gaze swept over her new attire. "For our first adventure, yes," he answered. He hadn't even tried to hide his lust as he watched her dress, and she couldn't believe they were. With the other hand I frantically rubbed my clit. I was besides myself in arousal and knew it would not take long to climax. I began to feel it building and began to buck a little to aid the explosion that was coming – then I heard a noise.I froze and opened my eyes. There standing over me, was a man of about fifty, gazing down at my exposed tits and engorged vagina. He was wearing swimming shorts. I didn’t move - I looked up at him awash with fear and embarrassment, aghast and wondering what.