”The woman looked down again. Still she was remaining calm. “Will you please cover me up with something,” she said politely. “I don’t like s...itting in front of strange men in nothing but a bathing costume.”Quentin shook his head and smiled faintly. “I’m afraid not,” he said. “In fact, I shall be taking that costume off you shortly.”Anger, not fear, came into the dark eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous,” snapped Simone Gerard. “And kindly stop this charade. I’ve had enough of it. If you don’t want. I agreed and stayed.It was almost half an hour now and there was no sign of the post man and I was starting to get a little annoyed. Just then, Rani walked out in a towel wrapped around her body and another towel wrapped around her head. I didn’t know what to say, just stood there without uttering a word. I could see her bare thighs and within no time I had a raging hard on. She broke the silence by asking me if I had collected the post to which I replied the postman hadn’t come yet. I asked. " I need a drink." I went to the kitchen to pour her shot of scotch and got myself a bottle of water. She was looking around the room at my pictures as I passed the glass to her. She drank it in one gulp. "Is this Melissa?" She asked as she held up a picture."Yes it is. Would you like to go and meet her?" Yes I would." We could walk, but it will be easier and quicker if I just take us their, if that is ok with you." I'm ok, I just wasn't expecting that. So fine by me, can I leave my stuff. Her bikini still wet, she was virtually lying there naked. Her breasts stood up proud, the slight breeze keeping her nipples fully aroused. Her cunt was in full view; the wet material seeming to emphasize the lips wide open, engorged with blood, soaked with passion. What a view! I had never seen her looking sexier. There was still no-one vaguely near us, so I started massaging her breasts with my hand. She was thoroughly enjoying this treatment, as well as still enjoying the wine, by now into.