So she sat on the lounge chair, and I squatted behind her. Jenna: The lotion was cold as Keith squirted it on my back. His strong hands rubbed the lot...ion from my neck all the way down to the edge of my bikini bottom. He untied my top and rubbed where the strings were. Then he did something I didn’t expect him to do, but hoped he would. His hands wrapped around my body and rubbed the sunscreen into my breasts. It felt so wonderful, so comfortable, so relaxing. I leaned back into him to make it. Sometimes it crossed my mind that, had these things been done during my marriage, the last five years might have been very different. Had our sex life been better, Pete might not have wanted me to sleep with other men, I might not have been so susceptible to Tony’s seductive powers and the year or more I had spent as a Hot Wife might never have happened.But these were pointless thoughts; it had all happened and could not be undone.With a new and exciting realm of sexual pleasure opening up. Although I didn't know anything about either girl, other than what I had seen from my balcony while playing with my cock, I convinced myself that they were probably dykes. They were never with any guys, and seemed to be too friendly to be mere acquaintances. This went on for several weeks, each day I spied on those two tasty creatures while sitting on my balcony, a beer in one hand and my dick in the other. I was too nervous to approach them; after all, they were probably gay, and I didn't want. Shards of light bounced from the box, the diamond concentrating the low light into my eyes. My breath stopped as the realization swept over me, my pulse clear in my ears. Such was my state when the words cut through the haze ‘Will you marry me?’ The two words formed first in my heart, as if already decided just biding their time. Gazing deep into his sparkling green eyes, in my hands I cupped his handsome face and replied, ‘ I do’. ‘ With all my heart and soul, I Do’. Tears now sliding down.