I go back to the umbrella to rest.

Deciding that I need to cool off, I head back to the shade of our beach umbrella to rest. As I sit down on our beach mat, I notice that Samantha has followed after me.

"Becky and Susan are going to buy some drinks," she says, sitting down beside me. Embarrassed, I try to bring up my leg to cover my erection, but Samantha just pulls my leg down.

"Just forget it, John," she says. "At this point, is there really any use covering up anymore?"

"No, I guess not," I reply, seeing Samantha's point. I put my legs down and stretch them out onto the sand, allowing my erect cock to fully stand at attention.

"I thought you'd calmed down?" Samantha asks, looking at my cock curiously.

"I thought so too," I tell her honestly. "But... these things have a mind of their own."

"Is it painful?" Samantha asks, looking up from my cock and into my eyes instead. "Your... boner, I mean."

"Not really. It's more of an annoyance, because it makes it awkward when walking around."

"I'm sure it must be. It's so... firm and big."

"It's not really that big. I'm pretty average, actually."

"Well aren't you humble," Samantha smiles.