Oops. I forgot the whipped topping.After convincing everyone that we just couldn't enjoy our meal without it, it didn't take much to talk Ben and Lisa... to run to the store. Jake, who had been quiet most of the morning didn't want to go. I can only guess or at least I was hoping that the old broad had worn him out these last couple of days.It wasn't quite as planned but I figured what the hell. It would be 30 minutes at least to get there and back. When I asked Betty to get me some spices out of. Its difficult to describe. The bikini bottom consisted of three strings. Two strings went outside the labia and the middle string went straight down into her cunt lips. She was completely exposed and she loved it. Joan keeps her pubes smooth and shaved. I told her she needed suntan lotion on her mound. She said, Maybe Ill have the Cabana boy put it on. I spent the next few days working. Joan spent most of her time at the beach or pool. Joan loved her bikini. She told me about the men who would. But then we ignored and carried on with our smokes and making out.We always had the habit of going through some foreplay in the balcony and then fucked each other inside in our bedroom.The next morning, when I was leaving for work, the adjacent flat’s door was open and I could see a 25 something guy about to leave the flat.I texted my wife Abhilesha informing her of the same. She replied back saying, “Who is he? Hope he didn’t see me smoking and us making out.”I replied, “Let’s hope he had some. He had large piercing blue eyes that kept her frozen in place. But what was most perturbing, were the horrible scars across his face. He had clearly gotten clawed by a vicious animal. There were four horrible jagged sear lines that stretched from the top of his left temple, roughly across his nose and to the middle of his lip. Despite this, the man was still considerably attractive with boyish pink cheeks and full lips. His inquisitive piercing gaze remained on her as he quickly barked, ‘What.