She greeted me and introduced herself as Denise, Dee for short. She allowed me to enter, leading me through to the kitchen and asked if I wanted tea, ...which I accepted. Over a cup of tea, we talked about what happened, leaving out the sex part. But, I had an idea she wasnt a fool and knew what we had done. She asked what I was intending to do, so I told her. I told her all that I had done, except about Sandra. I told her that I though that Mandy was a wonderful woman and I needed her. I think. Mike sat up a little and undid the snap of Pat’s jeans and ran his hand down towards her mound, whether inside or over her knickers I couldn’t see. With the effect it had on both Pat and me, her watching husband, it didn’t matter. My own cock now stuck out of the gap in the front of the hotel dressing gown I was wearing. A cock that was red, angry and harder than I can ever remember at the sight unfolding in front of me. A fleeting thought in the back of my mind suggested that their. I acted confident because there was nothing else to be done. At 2am I got up. Standing in my pants on deck, I could see we were closer to the shore. Night time can be deceiving, but I was sure the bearing to two rocks had changed. Once might have meant we were swinging, both indicated we were moving. The only way was towards the shore. I looked across at the other boats, some had lights on.“This Puffin, Puffin, Puffin. Calling Shag, Shag, Shag” A joke to call the lead boat Shag, I suspected.. "Rick watched as she lifted the hem of her négligée, exposing her hairy vagina. His cock began to throb even harder inside his shorts and he had to repress the urge to reach out and touch the thick mass of black, curly hair."Wow, I really shouldn't. I have a girlfriend." So what? I have a husband," she said, lifting the négligée over her head and throwing it to one side.Rick gulped. "Fuck, you have really nice tits..." Then don't just stand there, get in here and give 'em a squeeze."Rick needed.