“Hey man I’m cool, I was just telling that group that I liked their music!” Oh god… I nodded. Indian sex Edwards as the grill master. “Yes Glen… Mr. “No dear it’s quite alright, boys will be boys. Things between me and Glen had been becoming stressful. I am so sorry Mr. Edwards as the grill master. “That’s it” My boss told him sternly. I began to feel the dull throbbing of my pussy and a soreness in my thighs. He adjusted and rolled over towards me pressing his naked crotch against the small of my back. I groaned as I saw it was already 12:30 in the night. I took a sip of my wine and closed my eyes, letting the tubs jets massage my back. Bass was in the middle of telling Glen he needed to lay off the drinks and come sit around the fire with the rest of us. Neither of us had dressed with the possibility of swimming so we stripped down to our bras and underwear and jumped in. “I’m gonna get you home.”
By now everyone was either watching the argument or watching the fireworks pretending not to listen. I thought to myself, How many beers had he had… Glen was stumbling around and continuing to take gulps of his drink.