"Come on Michele; you know I'm not blaming you!" Harold pleaded. "I'm just saying is all; I'm trying to figure out how a man could hold you hostage fo... half an hour at a crowded railway station and not get caught," he continued to reproach his wife. "Oh that's easy Harold! That's because I lay down for him, hiked up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and said please fuck me mister stalker; you might as well because my husband never does!" she spat at him. "Michele! Jesus! The k**s will hear!". I wont judge you. And neither will anyone else here". "You sure?" I replied "Yeah, I really don't care" she said. Well thats what she said. As I slipped off my swimming shorts, I could just about make out her eyes on my cock through her Ray-bans. There was a little impish twitch of a smile on the corner of her mouth as well. I decided to let that thought grow in her head, and told her "I'll be back, gonna take a stroll down the beach" "Ok, in a bit. I'll be here working on my tan" she replied.. "Out here or indoors?" asked Mark."Hmmm, indoors I think because we might need some lube," said Sarah as she moved onto her knees and put her hand on Mark's crotch, and squeezed his hard cock through his shorts.Sarah stood and moved towards the backdoor of the house and Mark followed her. She wiggled her arse as she reached the doorstep and Mark gave her a playful slap on her left buttock. "Hey!" She giggled but then added, "Actually I like a good hard spanking occasionally but not now though. This is a nice place you two have, will you give me the tour Jan? My wife looked back over her shoulder as the decended into the lower family room, " Alex, will you start the charcoal? I have some steaks in the fridge". I was outside on the back patio, filling the grill with charcoal when I saw a shadow move across the window to the lower area of the house. Feeling foolish I peeked through the slit in the curtains, there in front of me was Janet, firmy held in Rays arms, her breasts crushed to.