Beach bar or road bar?
Beach Bar
I head down to the crowded section and get the looks from a lot of the beachgoers in the beach bar area and smile as I order a small long island iced tea and continue walking for a bit drinking my drink for my walk. As I'm walking through my heart sinks as I see a familiar figure only in a sexy black bikini, and the exact same voice that held my attention the other day as she sucked me off and made me cum trying to make me her slut. Monica the Maintenance Girl from the office, and she was being even more of a temptress now.


She is waving at me as she watches my walking down the beach and I continue walking to create some distance between us so I don't fall to the temptation of her hand and her mouth. I find my way down a path I've never tried before. I follow it seeing some of the freshest water spots I've ever seen before and I feel a shudder like someone is staring at my ass consistently. I knew she was close then and I look around slightly and dread fills me as I see no one else around and I knew then I was in prime conditions for alone time with Monica if I don't find my way back to witnesses. I peak around the next big rock to see what I'm dealing with next and my heart sinks lower than the water.
What do I see?
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