. . masturbating . . . for you." I stood up and began to leave. I knew I had only made things worse. "I've . . . ever since we showered and you sh...owed me your special place," I added.I lay on my bed. Dad would be home in a couple of hours, late even for him, but he had a convention to get ready for. So in a couple of hours, my last hours, I'd feel the wrath I had earned. "Teddy," mom whispered from the doorway, "may I come in."I didn't say anything. She opened my door and came in. She. Too quiet I thought as I started to wonder what had happened to my family. After moving to the kitchen bench I find a note explaining that my wife had taken Brandon (my son) to his basketball game and Bella (my daughter) was still asleep in the house when she had left. Relieved at knowing what had happened I butter my toast and pour my juice before sitting down to a relaxing breakfast. I enjoy reading the newspaper on a Saturday morning while eating my breakfast and today was no exception. Just. As the final weekend of their holiday drew nearer, the previously quiet resort began filling with short-stay tenants.On Thursday afternoon, just after lunch, Andie went down to the pool area to read and get some sun on her body when she met Laine, who was on the lounger next to the only vacant one available. They smiled and said hello as they both lay back to enjoy the sun.Thirty minutes or so later, Andie reached down beside her and felt around for her bottle of cold water, which she duly. She moved her head to look out the window, but instead gazed into my growing erection. My cock was causing a tent in my trousers and she just stared at it. I lay still, looking at the back of her head as my cock grew bigger and bigger. I didn’t know what she was going to do. This is when she ran her nails down my thigh and brushed my erect cock. It twitched and she did it again. She turned her head back and looked into my eyes with a devilish look. She turned back towards my cock and moved her.