Shit. Am I ever going to live that down?When I got home, I reviewed the list of instructions David had thoughtfully drawn up for me the previous Monda...y. Not thoughtful as in caring, but thoughtful as in doing everything he could think of to humiliate me, including treating me as if I couldn’t memorize a set of instructions. On the other hand, my having them drawn up, I could make sure I followed them step by step without forgetting one. My first task was to get naked. Then use the bathroom. I. She sat down and I gave her the cooler and the martini glasses, and then I climbed up and joined her on the stand. She set about getting the beach blanket arranged around us the way she liked it and I poured us each a gimlet from the cooler. We snuggled together, the blanket loosely wrapped around us and touched our glasses together in the toast we had been making together for 20 years. “To us.” We said simultaneously. We chatted for a bit about kids, work, bills-married stuff. Then I sighed. After a moment I was astonished that she took her hand away from my drenched sex and put it to her lips, licking it. That she should have such regard for me as to wish to taste my... I had the same desire for her suddenly, wrong though I knew it was, and after keeping my hand timidly along the line of her inner thigh, I suddenly thrust it into her sex, which was as wet and steamy as my own.We each bucked up and down on the others' hand, and in imitation of her I removed mine from her sex and. That's how he usually did it. He pondered the question a moment. In truth, both choices sounded fantastic."Uh, lotion please."Helen winked. "Lotion it is then.". His mother disappeared briefly, and returned with a bottle of hand lotion, and a towel.She sure has this planned out, Mark thought to himself.Helen made to swing his desk chair around, but Mark interrupted. "Can you sit on the bed mum?" Mmm, I think so." Helen tried sitting with her legs off to the side, but that required both an.