The travel to Miami Beach for the volleyball events was low key. Both Becki and Katie pretty much ignored Mark. The girls dressed in their usual cl...othing, which was still very enticing to Mark, but not over the top. Once at the hotel, the girls from the team all mingled and the chaperone parents did as well. Mark was one of only two dads that was chaperoning. The other dad was Frank, a pleasant enough man and father to Cindy. Cindy was one of the taller girls on the team and a stunning. We were sat overlooking the bay when another couple came and sat at the next table. We got talking and Geoff was 66 and his wife, Carol was 63 but she was in a wheelchair due to a stroke 20 years ago.It seemed that Geoff had to give up his job to care for his wife for 20 years, this was there first holiday for 8 years. As we talked we seem to have a lot in common and had a really good time. After dinner we headed to the bar and Geoff and Carol joined us. A couple of hours later Geoff said. His eyes twinkled. You’re my good girl, right? and she nodded, seething, but, strangely, her pussy was tingling. Then come get your treats in the kitchen, he said mildly. She didn’t budge, glaring, and he didn’t pull the chain. He just watched her. “What kind of treat?” she asked, cheekily. He laughed and said, M&Ms. He knew they were her favorites. She glared at him, but decided to keep playing along, crawling towards the kitchen.She felt his gaze lingering on her ass in as she crawled in. No, perhaps not different, it is the same shirt but my eyes are not deceiving me, I can no longer make out the silhouette of her bra underneath and her nipples are straining under the thin fabric. The view is not helping my hard on to subside one bit. Amy looks at me, grinning. “Ben, aren’t you going to show me what you are trying to hide under that towel? It would be rude not to, you know that,” she teases. Before I can answer, she takes my hand and leads me out of the bathroom, across the.