Four of us went up the stairs and four went down. Just as we had almost reached the next level of the stairs, I got a call through my communicator in ...my head. "Andy, this is AI. I have detected approximately 20 people waiting for you at the next level. As far as I can tell, they are the only people in the building. They are all holding clubs and appear to be planning to ambush you as soon as you step through the door." Thanks for the warning, AI. Please contact the other group and send them to. I was intrigued though and I wondered if I could find out more. That's one of the consequences of being told to watch people and think about what makes them tick. It sucks you in.Actually it wasn't difficult to find out more. I waited until Ray was out one lunchtime. The house was quiet. Pretty much everyone else was out too. The door to his room wasn't locked; none of us bothered with that. Ray had left his laptop on the table in his room. A rucksack was pushed under the bed. I pulled it. Up to about a year ago, I’d never been with another manand I was a virgin when I married but my John alwaysmade me let other blokes touch my tits and cunt when hewanted to watch. The day obviously had to come when I had proper sexwith another man and it happened when we were on thisbeach and this young chap started to talk to us.Nothing happened all day until it was time to go backto our caravan. To cut a long story short, in the caravan I had a stripwash (the chap had already seen me. He even licks his lips and grabs the bulge in his trousers. Normally I would get so turned on and tease the person getting hard, but not Dave. Thankfully the lights change and we drive off, his eyes still straining to look at me. As we pull up at Master’s house I take no time in getting out of the car and running up the driveway. I fall back against the door and lock it behind me, sighing with relief at not being in that car any longer and hoping nobody saw me naked in public. Dropping my keys.