’ He flexed his bicep as he pointed in the direction. ‘It’s no secret. You can see the bon fire.’ He turned back to me and smiled when he sai...d, ‘Feel free to drop on down to the surf shop and have a drink. Consider this your personal invitation.’ He stood up then and handed me some sun block lotion. Our fingers danced across each other for a moment and I felt a excited chill run down my spine. ‘Can you cover my back please?’ I asked, not wanting this beautifully tanned creature to leave just. God. No black one-piece swimsuit, instead my wife of 25years was standing in front of me in a tiny navy bikini. It wasn’t one of those micro-bikinis, but it was still pretty skimpy and the thin material left little to the imagination with her already hardening nipples poking through the top and her pussy lips clearly protruding through the tiny bottoms. I had an instant erection. “Not much point in spending all that money and being waxed down there for the first time in my life if I can’t show. He seemed somewhat proud of himself. "After all, the man was raising your daughter. Are you aware of his business activities?" Acutely," I replied. "Are you aware that his ex-wife is known less-than-affectionately as Violent Violet? Amelia, dear, would you go up to your mother, please?"She complied after tightening her arms in another hug."Officer, how long have you worked here?" I asked him.The man pondered the question before answering."Three years," he said. "I fail to see the relevance in. He recognized my scarf since I was wearing it that day he helped me pick up my groceries. Talk about a god given opportunity for me to take him home and have him screw me up against the bathroom wall. But I wanted to play it cool. So I asked him if I could buy him a drink since it would be my way of thanking him for helping me with the grocery incident and returning my scarf to me. Of course he accepted, I could see that fuck hungry look in his eyes. He knew he was going to get some by the way.