She looked sleepily at Maggie. "You look like my mother," she said. Then she covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh, I didn't mean it that way." They shoo...k hands. "I'm Kate." No offense. I am old enough to be your mother." And with her maturity comes wisdom. She could teach you a lot," Brad said with a smile at Kate."Maybe she can teach you to last longer than three strokes." Don't listen to her," Brad said to Maggie. "I think I need a shower. After Chloe, I feel dirty. You want to shower?" Yes.". His mother’s vision of sex was... well, not sex, but making love with your one and only, and only for sake of creating babies. It was not a recreational pleasure. But, over the internet, it was just for the pleasure of sex. He looked at threesomes, moresomes, orgies, double penetration, cuckolding. What his mind had classed as ‘weird stuff’ was suddenly detailed, mapped out, and reclassified. And he was fascinated by it.Instead of looking for his one and only girl, he began to think about. She spent a lot of time over at the house with his daughter Alice, who was Libbie’s best friend. She would drape herself over the couch in the family room wearing the tiniest shorts and a top that was more like a vest as they talked about guys. He licked his lips as the image played through his mind. He knew this was wrong, but this wasn’t all him he told himself, she had come on to him. He had just gone with it. He hadn’t really noticed at first. Fuck, it had been years since a woman had come. Most of them were male and over 35. We took off all the clothes and I had an immediate erection seeing Dutch’s firm ass. We laid our towels on the sand and started rubbing suntan lotion on each other’s bodies. For a while we watched nudists passing by, swimming and winking to me or Dutch. We swam nude after that and Dutch said that he wanted to take a piss in the forest behind the sand dunes and asked me if I wanted to join him too. So we dissappeared in the greenery and soon we stood side by.