He slowly peered left and right, checking for signs of a trap before sticking his head out of the shadow far enough to see Cathy walking along the des...erted sidewalk. He stared, transfixed, at her pert rear and the dimples in it as she walked along, oblivious to his presence. To Pete, she might as well have been carrying a sign saying, "Rape Me".He was so fixated on the vision of such a blatantly available target of opportunity that he didn't hear Bung come up behind him. Pete went to back away. ’ Rafe playfully pinched my bottom as I followed the others into the car. ‘Do I get a preview?’ he whispered. Mistress leaned across me to pull the door shut. ‘Certainly not Rafe. Don’t be cheeky. Now let’s get going.’ The ride into the village didn’t take long. I had only been there during the evenings or on a weekend day, and was surprised to see how different it was during the week. Matrons and young mothers were out running errands. Shop keepers were busy arranging window displays,. She was wearing a two piece swimsuit that left very little to the imagination. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, she was dazzling, sexy, and demure all at once. She lay down on a lounge chair in front of her house and closed her eyes. Me eyes wouldn’t have closed if someone had sprayed mace in them. I sat there dumbstruck and simply watched her for the better part of an hour. After a while, I felt a growing pressure from my groin and without taking my eyes off her, dropped my pants. I grasped. Not that I was destitute or anything. But my relationships with women were—well—a mess. No, it must be the wrong boat, and besides she's married.I reevaluated my situation. I didn't need this. Since my latest divorce, I had met many good-looking women. It's just that nothing seemed to work with them. I was hoping she would be ugly, so I could keep my raging hormones in check. I just wanted to sail. As I drew near, I made out the name on the transom—it was the right boat. It was Linda and she.