The house had been a mess when we first bought it, and it had taken a lot of elbow grease to fix it up.It was an investment I had never regretted. As ...well as having a better atmosphere than a hotel for visiting clients, it had also become my refuge. Anytime something was stuck in my head, I could come down here to the beach and let the ebb and flow of the waves work their magic on me. Generally I would come back much more calm and usually with whatever problem worked out.Somehow I didn't think. Your girl clearly is having a good time. Let her have fun. Let’s get you a drink,” one of them said.They each grabbed one of my arms and led me back into the kitchen. I was scared that I was going to get my ass kicked if I resisted, so I followed. They poured me a drink and then proceeded to engage in the most boring small talk, making sure to keep commenting on how hot Aubrey was, and that girls like that don’t like to get smothered by needy guys like me, so I should play it cool.I finished. I came back down in only my bathrobe. Mike was on the couch with his head back in nothing but his boxers. This tempted me to come sit beside him on the couch. I checked to make sure he was breathing as we host had more than our fair share to drink. I sat there beside him, neither of us saying a word. I looked him up and down and the thoughts started running through my mind. Am I going to do this? I asked myself several times. I debated for a few minutes, remembering we both struck out at the. I stepped inside and he was wearing the white bathrobe that the hotel supplied to its guests. My heart was beating a million miles an hour and he could tell that I was nervous. He was in his early forties and stood 6 feet tall. He had light brown hair and a little bit of chest hair sticking out of the top of his robe. He was a very handsome man. He asked me what I wanted to start with and I nervously looked down at his crotch. He smiled and said it was ok as he slowly untied the robe and let it.