The MILF and the Thong Bikini: A Public Sex Erotica Story
by Connie Hastings 

Robert enjoys watching woman at the waterpark, and he especially enjoys staring at the lovely European woman with the exotic and nearly nonexistent bikini. While he’s in the hot tub, he can’t help but grow aroused. He never expected she would notice and never expected she would take care of his sudden urgent desire right there in the hot tub, right in front of her husband, and right were anyone could see!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of public sex. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this ebook.
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The sudden touch on his shoulder startled him, and he instantly stopped moving his hand. She sat next to him, close enough that her hips touched his. He turned with wide eyes. Her husband sat next to her. “I wonder,” she said, “if you could help us. Do you live in this area?”
He nodded, unable to speak.
“Good,” the husband said. “We are looking for a neighborhood called Downy Pines. After we finish here, we must go there but we’re not sure how to arrive at it.”
Robert smiled, relieved that they only wanted directions. “I live in that neighborhood. It’s only tricky to find because the exit from the freeway puts you on Parker Street. Almost every online map says to turn onto Reginald and then to Georgetown, but they’re all the same street. You just keep going straight until you reach Comstock Lane. You turn left, and you’re in the neighborhood.
The woman smiled, “See honey. I knew he would know.” She turned and kissed her husband, and Robert waited for them to leave so he could get back to what he was doing. He’d pulled his waistband down and under his balls, and the proximity to her was both terrifying and wonderful. They didn’t leave though. The couple continued to kiss, and then he felt the woman’s hand on his own thigh, gently squeezing and then rubbing.
At first, he tried to pretend she thought it was her husband’s thigh, but her husband pulled away a little bit and the two talked (in what he was pretty sure was Italian) and she kept her hand there while his heart pounded in his chest like it would explode. When her hand left his thigh, he was both relieved and dismayed, but both emotions were short lived because he felt her hand clasp his, and though the tone of her voice never changed and the cadence of her words remained calm and engaged in the conversation, she guided his hand to his cock, using her own hand to close around it and to move up and down on his shaft. !

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