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“Morning! Going up to the lake today. Come with!” I read the text from my friend Grace as I ran on the treadmill. Puffing a bit as I finished the fifth and last mile, I mentally reviewed my to do list for the day. A day at the beach sounded much more fun than tackling the mountains of laundry waiting for me in the laundry room. Without a qualm for the guilt my flashing-neon-to-do list was trying to inflict upon me, I gleefully abandoned my plans for a chore day.“beach sounds great. Time? Who else is going?” My hands were shaking a bit from my run so it took me a few times to get the text right. I am forever sending typos. The auto-correct feature doesn’t help. In fact, it sometimes results in rather Freudian-like slips.I was breathing myself into Downward Dog when Grace finally responded. “10:30. whole gang.”I meant to text, “ coming, meet u soon, yay !”but my auto-correct is used to me sexting Shawn, so instead it sent, “ cumming, Melissa soon, yay! ”. Turns out, auto-correct was correct…It was a perfect day at the beach; hot and crowded. I settled myself and my kids–and all the various beach beşevler escort crap that is required to take kids to the beach–between my friend Grace’s family and Shawn’s family. As my husband was on-duty, I was the only single there but that was fine. We’re a group of cop families and at least one of the men is always missing due to work.The group shifted around as groups will do, everyone chair-and-blanket hopping as conversations flowed. Eventually, Shawn settled into the chair next to me. After a moment, my phone dinged, signalling a text. “Let me lick your pussy!” Shawn was looking away from me but grinning as I read his message.”Only if you’ll let me suck your dick,” was my instant reply.”Over and over while I make you cum.” I have dark olive skin, so it is rare for me to blush, but the fact that his wife was laying right at my feet as he kept alerting my phone turned my cheeks pink.”Yes please!” I responded.”I will cum on your sexy ass!” was his immediate response.While I was still breathless from this, he rose and went to the bar to cebeci escort buy a round of drinks for all of us. I deleted my phone and went in the water with my kids. He joined me later with his own kids. In between playing with the kids, he played with me, running his hands over my ass, pressing his hard dick against me from behind, tugging the ends of my hair to remind me how he likes to hold it while fucking me. To the people on the beach, we simply looked like parents entertaining our children in the lake. In reality, I was incredibly turned on and eager for him. Eventually, I was much too cold to stay in the lake, despite how warm thoughts of Shawn were making me.“How was the water?” Shawn’s wife, Gretchen, asked, scooting over on the blanket so I could join her.“Sooo cold. I have no idea how the kids can stand it for so long!” I indicated all the kids, still splashing gleefully as if the water were bathtub-warm instead of snow-runoff cold.Gretchen handed me a drink. “I have no idea how you and Shawn even stood it long enough to play with kolej escort them! I’d much rather stay here, warm in the sand!” I ducked my head to hide my smirk; I knew exactly how he and I had ‘stood it long enough’–we kept each other on a nice warm simmer of desire.I sipped at the vodka cran and lay on my tummy paging thru a magazine with Gretchen and trying to warm up. He sat in the chair at my feet, facing my ass, and I spread my legs so that he had a good view of my ass and pussy. I could feel his eyes on me and would wiggle my ass for him every once in a while, knowing that when I do that it drives him crazy.My phone dinged. I angled the screen so that Gretchen couldn’t see it. “I’m really enjoying my view!”“Having dirty thoughts darling?”“You have NO idea!” I wiggled my ass again in response to this and heard him faintly groan. Pleased with myself, I deleted my phone and returned to my conversation with Gretchen about the latest celebrity divorce featured in People .The day slipped away with him sneaking little touches and gropes between the conversation flowing between all the adults and the various parenting demands of keeping all the kids happy. I was sitting next to him in a chair later when he leaned over and whispered, “I’d like to show you the dirty thoughts of you I’ve been having all day!”I gave him the response I always give whenever he suggests playing to me, “Yes please!”Eventually, it was time to go home.

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