I handed her a glass of orange, "Sorry, I don't have anything to fortify this with like Frank!"

"...I don't really drink, Frank was just trying to calm my nerves, this is my first time doing anything in public."

"You're giving this evenings talk then?"

There was an awkward giggle, "If I don't panic and run...I am!"

"If it helps at all, when I'm speaking in public, I like to look at something just above everyone's head when I start, then I find one face in the crowd and talk straight to them...when you get a little more into it, pick another face to move your focus around the room and if that still doesn't work, just imagine everyone in the audience is naked!"

That caused her to smile before she turned her back on me and walked in Frank's direction. As she turned, I could tell that her rather large breasts were unconfined by a bra and that caused me to focus on the construction of the sexy dress that she was wearing...it looked like she had got a very short skirt with six inch wide bands of the same material sewn into the sides of the waistband, those bands crossed over the small of her back, leaving a small triangle of her lower back exposed...the bands then crossed over her lower back, under her arms and captured her pendulous breasts on their way up to her neck where the ends were finished off with a gold clasp that fastened behind her neck.

I thought, 'Definitely self support stockings and not tights, the back of the panty-section would have shown in the triangle of bare skin below the small of her back!'. I also realised as I watched her walk away from me that the dress didn't fit right, the dress was probably owned by a woman who was shorter than Isabella with wider hips, the top of the skirt section of the dress sagged outwards more than was strictly decent… not that I was complaining…

The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra was confirmed by her totally exposed upper back, no one could have possibly built a bra that could have remained hidden by such an exposing dress.

I could see a worried conversation from Isabella to Frank and calming, almost fatherly replies from Frank. He took both of her hands in his and he shook her gently, then he pressed his forehead against hers, whispered something soothing and then he turned her towards the stage and pushed her in that direction.

'There's more to them than worker and husband of her boss!' jumped into my head.

I didn't pay any attention to what she said but I was reading her body language as she stood nervously in the centre of the stage. She started out looking at the clock on the wall at the back of the room, then her eyes jumped down to an elderly man on the left of the second row, and she spoke just to him for two minutes, her eyes jumped quickly to the right of the hall and she spoke to a woman sitting on her own and while she was doing all of that, I was trying to focus on the lower part of her dress. She stepped forward as she pointed to tables at the rear of the hall where there were discount coupons for most of the restaurants in the town, as her dress pressed into her hips, I saw the dark shadow of her stocking tops and a dark triangle between her legs, 'Either a 'G'-string or no knickers at all...lovely!'

She stepped back again and the sight of her stocking tops disappeared, she focussed on my face...well, on me, rather than my face, her face turned beetroot red and she faltered, she gave Frank a panicked look, he made calming hand gestures and held his index finger close to his thumb to indicate a small amount of time was left, so she calmed herself down by taking a deep breath and looking back at the clock at the back of the room.

Isabella ended the presentation by saying, "This evening's event was jointly sponsored by The Beachfront Emporium where all of your gift and novelty needs are catered for and Butterworth Beach Services, supplying beach huts and deckchairs by the day or the week,"

Frank jumped up on the stage and asked the audience to give Isabella a round of applauds, "This has been Isabella's first try at public speaking, didn't she do well?"

I was a little disappointed when Frank wrapped Isabella in his arms and hugged her as they left the stage...I really saw Isabella as the best prospect in town for me to work my evil way with and it looked like Frank was going to be in her pants instead of me. Isabella asked me in passing where I was stopping in Fairhaven and when I told her it was the 'Bella Vista' on The Esplanade, she said in an almost absentminded way, "My house is one road back from The Esplanade, almost right behind your hotel!"

I did the gentlemanly thing and collected all thirty-odd cups and glasses from around the hall while Frank and Isabella packed all of their unissued pamphlets into boxes. I eavesdropped on Frank and Isabella discussing her trip home, Frank wanted to give her a lift but Isabella was trying to refuse, "Helen was asking me all kinds of difficult questions last week because you were so late home after the talk!"

I left the hall just ahead of Frank and Isabella, I stepped into a niche formed by a decorative pillar at the side of the main entrance to wait to see if Isabella would be walking home...if she was, I'd swoop in and offer to walk with her.

Once again I was disappointed. Frank opened the front passenger door of a very old, mustard coloured Volvo 244 estate car and insisted that Isabella got in. I took my cigarettes out of my pocket and searched for my lighter as I watched the Volvo drive away.

Frank drove past the last four houses of the town and a little way beyond the last streetlight, the dark countryside was illuminated by bright red break lights. On my way into the town, I'd remembered seeing a park, with a small car park and Frank was pulling off of the road and into the car park.

I almost ran the four or five hundred yards to the car park's entrance and then tip-toed in at the side of the parked car, I could hear their voices clearly so I had to be careful because Frank's window was wide open.

"What will Helen say when you get home late again this week?"

"I'll tell her I had trouble starting her crappy old car!"

"She's bound to ask me...and you know I can't lie!"

I could hear them talking but couldn't really see them because heavy clouds were obscuring the full moon momentarily. When the next moonbeam burst through the cloud cover I saw that both front seats were reclined and Frank was kissing Isabella passionately as he fumbled with the clasp holding her dress closed behind her neck. She pushed his head away from her's as he pulled the front of her dress down, exposing her rather magnificent breasts…"No Frank, I told you this morning that we can't do it again, Helen trusts me too much!"

Frank's mouth sucked her left nipple in as his hands pushed the bottom hem of her dress up, trying to expose her pussy, "Frank, I'll tell Helen…"

"If you didn't want me to fuck you, why did you come tonight without any knickers on?"

Isabella sounded frustrated or exasperated as she fought to get the bottom hem of her dress back into place and said, " Because you convinced me this morning that wearing Helen's dress the way she always wears it would give me enough confidence to stand up on stage and talk in public...playing the part of your wife, exactly the way I've seen her do it a hundred times before!"

"Well, if I can't fuck you, will you at least give me a hand job?"

I saw Frank drop his trousers and underpants and Isabella's upper body turn so that she could wank Frank off with her left hand, they disappeared for a moment as a small cloud raced across the face of the moon and Frank said, "How many boys did you do this to before your parents dragged you to Fairhaven?"

"Well I was only seventeen years old when my family moved over here but I had been trying for a boyfriend so...probably...three or four!"

Frank looped his arm over her neck and pulled her face to his for another kiss, he groaned into her mouth and then he started pushing her head down his body, "Frank...I told you last week that I wouldn't do that...ever…" Her comment was cut short by another groan from Frank as he exploded all over her face and tits, "... dirty bastard...at least tell me that you have tissues to mop this mess up!"

"In the glove box,"

As Isabella opened the glove box the interior light cast a yellow glow up her body, she pulled out an unopened box of condoms, "What will Helen say tomorrow when she finds these in her glove box in the morning?"

"I was planning on using one on you tonight and asking you to take the other two home with you for next time...you may as well take them home with you, bring them into work with you tomorrow and pop them in my office when Helen isn't watching you."

There was a loud ping and a disembodied female voice said, "Where the hell are you Frank...you should have been home ten minutes ago?"

Frank looked nervously at Isabella, "I'm having trouble starting your car...I think I might have flooded it!"

"Have you checked that the immobiliser switch is off?"

"I didn't switch it on!"

"Did you remember to give it half choke?"

"Damned...isn't it time you chopped this in for a newer model with electronic ignition and fuel injection?"

"You know that there isn't a new model that can take a full sized double wardrobe in that back and still close the tailgate...I'm going to run Colonel Mustard until its wheels fall off! Anyway, I'll see you at home in ten minutes, don't be any later."

Frank looked awkwardly at Isabella as she struggled to close the unfamiliar metal clasp at the back of her neck, I'm sorry darling, looks like you'll have to walk home, after all…"

I didn't hang around to hear any more of their conversation, I ran from the park towards the hall. I stepped into the path I'd been walking along when I first encountered Frank and Isabella and waited, watching her stumbling along the main road from the park on unfamiliarly high heeled shoes.

Just before she reached the front of the hall, I stepped out of the path and said, "Hello again Mrs Porter."

"Miss...not Mrs. Where have you been?"

"I saw this path and assumed that it would lead to the coastal path, I was trying to find a more interesting route back to my hotel but it became a little dangerous walking the path in the dark."

Isabella stumbled again in her high heels so I bent my arm away from my side to offer her my support, she placed her left hand in the crook of my arm and then her right hand clasped my upper arm, she was feeling my bicep for a few seconds before her right hand slipped down to her left hand.

We walked down the hill towards The Esplanade, I'd guess that we were walking at less than half pace, just getting to know each other, questions like, "What is your wife doing while you're out finding out what's happening in Fairhaven this week?"

I knew that was a fishing question and it made me chuckle, "My wife is probably in Spain right now with her new husband, she left me five years ago because I was a workaholic and not paying her enough attention...if you know what I mean?"

"So, you're a divorcee then?"

I nodded my head.

"Children?"

I thought, 'I've fucked a few in my time.' But I said, "No children, apparently I needed to spend more time with my wife to make children with her!"

There was a spell of silence for over a minute and I broke the silence with, "On the stage earlier, you looked like you were really getting into it and then you looked at me, your face went bright red and you looked to Frank to take over from you...what happened?"

"I was really getting comfortable talking to the clock or just one person at a time, your tips helped me a lot until I looked at you and then I remembered you telling me to imagine the audience naked...well...I imagined you naked and that's when I blushed and forgot where I was in my talk."

I chuckled and she punched my upper arm for laughing at her.

"Did you like what you saw in your imagination?"

Isabella laughed out loud and she shook her head, "No man could be that big in real life!"

"So, no husband Isabella?...or did you divorce and revert to your maiden name?"

"No husband...no boyfriend either! I had to look after my parents from when I was around seventeen until last year when my mother passed away and since then, I've been working for Frank's wife at the Beachfront Emporium, and for the whole year, Frank has been working on me to open up more, be more adventurous...last week I helped Frank with his talk because Helen was too busy..."

Isabella stopped talking at that moment, even under the orange hue of the street lights, I could tell that she was blushing. 'Interesting!' flashed through my head.

"So, never had a boyfriend in...what, twenty-three years?"

"No not one...well, not until last week."

"Were you still a virgin until last week, until Frank finally talked you into bed with him?"

Isabella's hand swept upwards to my face at a million miles an hour but instead of slapping my face, she stopped short and just patted my cheek, she said, "You didn't even flinch!"

"No, I'm a very good judge of character, I know that I was pushing my luck but not enough to make you slap my face, I'm guessing that you enjoyed your first foray into sex but felt guilty because Frank was married to a woman that you liked and respected!"

She laughed again, "It might be the darkness or the brandy that Frank plied me with earlier but I find it easy to talk to you, even if you are being very inappropriate in your questions!"

"Well, we seem to be at the end of your street Isabella and a sad departing...unless you happen to know anywhere local that we can get a cup of coffee at this time of the night that is?"

That caused another laugh, "You think I'd go into a local restaurant or coffee shop dressed like this in my own town?"

"You stood up in front of over thirty people earlier...dressed exactly the same way!"

"Yes, but no one who lives here would ever dream of turning up for our little talk, so I knew that everyone in the hall would be outsiders, here one week and gone the next!"

"Pity, it would have been nice to get to know you a little better!"

Isabella was twisting her upper body while keeping her feet still, I'd seen the exact same thing in young girls when they knew that they were about to be screwed by a man and were nervous, Isabella was still holding onto my arm, she mumbled, "What if I fall, you know, these high heels and those cobble stones down my street? I could break my neck!"

"Would you like me to walk tou to your door?"

"Please...and if you still want a cup of coffee, I can make you one at my house before you go back to your hotel."

I stood at Isabella's front door and looked at the back of my hotel, I pointed to a window on the second floor, "That's my room over there."

Isabella looked at my window and then at her window above the living room, "We can probably see into each other's bedrooms."

"Do you often look into the bedrooms in the hotel opposite Isabella?"

She was unlocking her front door and pushing it open, she stopped for a moment and then she turned to look at me, she looked very serious for a moment and then she grinned, "Up until last week, watching people having holiday sex was the closest I'd ever got to romance."

I was following her down her passageway, she pointed to a door on the left, "Living room!"

I opened the door and looked in while she walked on to the next door and went into her kitchen. I followed her into the kitchen and as she put her kettle on to boil, I said, "Did it hurt last week when you lost your virginity?"

Isabella's face turned a very bright red, "It's too light in here for a question like that!"

I turned the kitchen light off and repeated my question as I walked closer to her.

I stroked my fingertips over her shoulder, along to her neck and over the collar of her dress.

"No one had ever mentioned how painful it could be to lose your virginity...mind you, I suppose that everyone assumed that I'd already lost it by the time I was forty years old. No one mentioned how much blood there could be either, I found both out for myself last week."

My hand was now behind her neck, I pulled her into a kiss and our lips were still pressed together when the kettle started to whistle. She pulled away from me and made two cups of coffee before checking her wrist watch, "Did you ask for a front door key to the hotel before you came out?"

I shook my head and asked, "Front door key?"

"They lock the front door at ten thirty and they don't have a night porter to let you in, you have to ask for a front door key before you go out if you're going to be late back."

I looked at my own watch, "Better make mine with extra milk then or I'll be sleeping on the beach."

We stopped in the kitchen and did a little more kissing and cuddling while I drank my coffee and when I left her house, we were both definitely disappointed, we had exchanged mobile numbers before I left for my run back to my hotel. I arrived and snatched the front door open just as the owner was about to slide his key into the lock.

Once in my bedroom, I looked out across to Isabella's house, there weren't any lights on and I was disappointed once again. I could have closed my curtains but I didn't, I just turned my lights on and stripped off in the middle of the room.

My phone rang, I picked up the call, Isabella said, "You city boys are all a bunch of bloody exhibitionists...parading around your hotel bedroom in the nude... there was a slight squeal from her, "...did I do that to you?"

I looked down at my cock, my being naked with my curtains wide open, compounded with hearing Isabella's voice and knowing that she was looking at me in her darkened bedroom had made me grow hard in a flash.

Isabella spoke again, "I have to apologise to you!"

"Why?"

"Well, when I said that nothing could be as big as it was in my imagination...you're even bigger than I could have ever imagined!"

I smiled at that vote of confidence in my cock from Isabella and thanked her for the compliment.

"Now bugger off to bed and turn your light off, I've got to be at work at eight o'clock in the morning!"

"Good thing that I didn't stop there with you or you wouldn't have got to sleep by eight o'clock in the morning...you would have had to go into work smelling of sex."

I actually heard the shiver run through her body, she took a deep breath and then she said, "Now turn your light off or close your curtains so that I can go to sleep, the light from your window is keeping me awake."

I turned the light off and climbed into bed, I was very frustrated as I tried to get to sleep but I knew for sure that I wouldn't be sexually frustrated by this time tomorrow night.

I woke up at a quarter to seven in the morning, a fast shower and a shave, breakfast in the hotel dining room and I got two coffees in tale-away cups and I was standing at the end of Isabella's street at five minutes to eight.

She was fighting to hide her smile when she saw me standing there with two cups of coffee in my hands, I greeted her with a kiss on her cheek, handed her one of the coffees and then welcomed her with the comment, "I think that you're mean!"

"What...me...why?"

"I let you see me in the nude last night and you didn't turn your lights on so that I could see you too!"

She giggled, "I'm not a city girl, we're much shyer out here on the coast...you should have picked up a farm girl, they don't mind flashing at men!"

"Wait a minute...you were a farm girl until you were seventeen!"

"And up until I was seventeen I often flashed at boys but over twenty years by the coast looking at city slickers running around almost naked knocked it out of me."

We walked down to the Beachfront Emporium together, Helen was waiting outside, the mustard coloured Volvo parked illegally on The Esplanade with its tailgate open. I don't think that Helen realised that I was actually walking with Isabella, Helen said, "Any idea why my husband was twenty minutes late home last night Isabella?"

I could see instant panic on Isabella's face but I rescued her, "Hi, I'm afraid it might be my fault...erm...Helen is it?"

Helen looked shocked but she nodded her head to say that she was Helen.

"I tried to keep Isabella back because I loved looking at the way she was dressed, the way that your dress showed her body off so I kept asking questions and badgering her into letting me walk her home."

Helen apologised to Isabella, "I'm sorry Isabella, I thought that you and Frank were having a 'Ding-dong' together!"

I chuckled, "Is your husband like that Helen?"

"Damned right he is, any female, nine to ninety, anytime, anywhere. He's always being unfaithful but I'm not usually worried but Isabella would be different, I think that Frank would actually leave me for Isabella."

I pulled Isabella away from Helen and I kissed her, I whispered, "Don't you have a box of condoms to deliver to Frank?"

Isabella gasped, "How..."

I stopped her, "I was peeping at the two of you in the car park, I heard everything, pass me the condoms and I'll drop them in to Frank, save you risking getting caught by Helen."

I went to the beach hut that Frank was using as his office, I asked him if I could rent a deckchair for the week, he gave me a week's ticket and I handed over the thirty pounds for the deckchair, a fifteen percent discount on the daily price, and I also handed over his box of condoms.

I placed my rented chair in a position where I could see Frank's office as well as the Beachfront Emporium.

There were a few families on the beach, most of them didn't stop in the hotels in the area, some camped on a site a few miles away but some drove to the beach from their homes every day. I watched as Frank flirted with every one of the wives and mothers that went close to his office as well as every one of the children, boys as well as girls, at some point in the morning.

I saw him give a girl a sweet, she had slipped away from her mother once she was settled into her book on the beach. Frank said, "Nice to see you again Sarah...where's your daddy today darling?"

"He's at work today so mum brought us in her car today."

"Well, I'm really glad to see that you've remembered to come and see me again."

He gave her another sweet and then said, "You'll have to excuse me for a minute darling, I've got to get changed into my swimming trunks in case someone wants to hire a jet ski!"

Frank carefully closed the door so that there was still a gap for the girl to look through...the girl and me as well because of where I was sitting.

I saw the girl watching Frank through the partly open door, I watched Frank looking at the girl as he stripped off but instead of putting his trunks on, he stood there masturbating himself and the girl just stood there a few inches away from the door watching him. Frank wasn't just looking at the girl, he was continually scanning the view through the gap in the door, he kept looking at me because I was in his sightline, he even smiled a few times before he shot great strings of spunk out onto the floor of his shed.

He put his trunks on and walked out onto the board-walk, he rubbed his spunk covered hand in the little girl's hair and he asked her if she liked what she'd seen?

Sarah's name was called out by her mother so she ran off, back to her mother. Frank walked over to me and said, "I've been working on her all week...I think she's about ready to bleed for me...if you like young girls, I could pass her over to you once I've opened her legs!"

There really was something about paedophiles that meant that they could instantly recognise each other and Frank must have seen the way that I had been looking at Sarah while he was working on her.

There was a few hardy individuals that rented Franks jet skis but not many and every time Frank rented one out, he would walk down to the water's edge to make sure that there was fuel in the tank and start the engine for the renter, point out the safety features and then he would walk back to his hut via Sarah's mother's deckchair to check on her. At eleven o'clock Frank grinned at me, the woman was asleep in the sun, he gestured with his head to Sarah, from her towards his hut before walking on in looking totally innocent.

I watched Sarah follow Frank a few moments later, the door to his office was open four inches again and Frank's trunks were around his ankles. I watched Sarah step into Frank's office, I saw Frank working her hard, he got his hands in her knickers, he kissed her and he got her to rub his cock but when he tried to push his cock into her mouth, she suddenly got cold feet and ran for it, back to her mother's side.

Frank swaggered over to me with a broad grin on his face, "Did you like seeing that?"

I returned his smile, "Very entertaining mate!"

"She'll be back tomorrow...I'll finish the transaction then so if you're around about this time tomorrow you might be able to get her while she's still bleeding!"

I went to see Isabella at twelve o'clock to see what time she had her lunch break.

Helen told her to take her hour while they were quiet, it really was strange that in the sleepy little seaside town, most people were settled into a café or restaurant from twelve o'clock until around two so gift shopping definitely went on the back burner at that time of the day.

Isabella didn't have very long for lunch so I bought her a portion of fish and chips and we ate them while walking along the sea front chatting to each other about our likes and dislikes. At the halfway point, Isabella said, "I can't believe how quickly you got turned on last night when you knew that I was looking at you while you were in the nude...I was being a great big chicken...I really wanted to let you see me but I just couldn't bring myself to undressing in front of you, even though we were both in different buildings."

"That's okay, I saw everything earlier when you were in Franks car."

I saw Isabella's body shudder, it took her a few seconds to recompose herself and then she said, "How...it was pitch black...no one could have seen anything from outside the car?"

I smiled at her, "Do you fantasise about being naked in public?"

"No!!! Well, I think about it, you know, when I'm in the privacy of my own bedroom with the lights off...not the wish fulfilment kind of fantasy, just a little something to help me get myself off and I climax much more easily if I'm thinking about something really taboo!"

We walked for one hundred and fifty yards in total silence and then Isabella obviously felt the need to fill the silence, "Actually, I really do wish that I was like you, you know, comfortable with myself enough to stand naked in front of a window with the lights on like you did yesterday!"

I'd known dozens of married women in my lifetime that would never dream of standing naked out in the open, they often couldn't even stand naked in front of their own husbands, it seldom took me longer than a week to have them standing naked in front of me in the bedroom...two weeks to have them letting me strip them naked outside in their back garden, a few more days and they were willing to let me strip them in a public place and just a little more persuasion to let me fuck them in public while other people were at large around us.

I stopped at a rubbish bin to dump our wrappers from our lunch, I pulled her into me and kissed her, she seemed very worried because I was kissing her in public, her eyes were flicking all around as we kissed rather than closing her eyes. I ended the kiss and then reached up under her chin, her body stiffened as I unfastened the top button of her blouse and then she looked disappointed when my hands dropped away again.

"A journey of a million miles begins with a single footstep..." I looked down The Esplanade, "...and this is your first step, when we reach the next rubbish bin, we'll have another little kiss and I'll open the next button!"

We walked on towards the next bin and Isabella had her left hand over her neck, hiding the fact that her top button was open as we set off, her left hand dropped from her neck after ten paces and by twenty paces, she was looking at the faces of men walking towards us to see If they were looking at her...she really had been severally repressed for the past twenty odd years.

Isabella actually stopped at the next bin and wrapped her arms around my neck as I kissed her and when I opened the second button on the front of her blouse, she actually smiled at me, she even gathered her hair behind her ears to open up her neck and shoulders to those walking around us.

I'd say that only two or three men actually took a second look at Isabella on the last hundred yards or so to the Beachfront Emporium and that was probably more to do with the fact that her face was uncovered and she had a beaming smile on her face than the fact that I'd unfastened the top two buttons of her blouse but as each man looked her over, she gave a little shiver.

I stopped at the back of Frank's office, we were just a few yards away from the Beachfront Emporium when I grabbed Isabella, turned her so that her back was pressing into Frank's office's wall, I kissed her for two minutes and twisted her third button open. She looked shocked, I think that it was because I'd done the kiss and the button without warning her first but as she walked to the shop, her hand was blocking anyone's view of her exposed neck and upper chest area.

I watched Isabella through the shop window as she sorted out the shelves, putting things back in their rightful places after being disturbed by customers who wanted to take a closer look at things but not put them back in the right place, she was working well one handed while the other hand hid the open collar of her blouse from view until she reached the t-shirts that had been unfolded, Isabella needed two hands to fold them up, she spent a few seconds looking around to make sure that no one was watching her before her protecting hand dropped away from her throat to fold the shirts.

A customer entered the shop to buy something and while Isabella was sorting his needs out, he was staring at her open collar area as she wrapped his gift for him. Isabella had a bright red face while she was serving the man but as soon as he left the shop, the redness disappeared and a smile broke out over her face. She walked back to the t-shirts with a swish in her tail, I was happy that she was okay now and returned to my deckchair.

I spotted a group of five kids playing by the water's edge, Sarah, the young girl that Frank had set his sights on was with them but she was watching her mother intently rather than taking a full part in the general game. I saw her look at her mother and smile, she walked over and checked up close, her mother was fast asleep again and Sarah ran back to Frank's office. He was sitting on one of his own deckchairs and showing no interest at all in Sarah standing there.

"I'm sorry Frank, I just...well...I got a little bit frightened, my friend Emily told me that you tried to choke her to death once with your willy in her throat!"

I could tell that Frank was fighting off a smile, "I don't have time for babies, I told you yesterday that I'm only interested in big girls!"

She looked a little desperate, "I am big Frank, honestly!"

Frank had to fight harder to stop the smile breaking out over his face, "If you are big enough, go into my office and undress yourself!"

Sarah looked back towards her mother and then she stomped off towards the little wooden office. Frank smiled over at me as the girl stripped herself totally naked, he winked at me as she took her little white knickers off and then Frank joined her in his office.

I heard the girl scream with pain, the pain I assumed was from Frank breaking through her hymen but the girl's scream had carried down the beach and had disturbed Sarah's mother, I watched as she scanned the beach, I guessed that she was looking for Sarah and when she couldn't see her, she looked for Frank, she couldn't see him either so she started to push herself out of her deck chair, she was going to look for her daughter.

I was just a few feet away from Frank's office, Sarah's mum was about sixty yards away, I reached Franks office way before her, I knocked on the side wall of Frank's office as I walked past and I coughed out a "Mother!" after the warning knock.

I pretended to drop some litter in the bin at the side of Frank's office and started back to my seat.

Sarah opened Frank's door just before her mother reached the boardwalk, she was chewing a massive lump of toffee as she closed Frank's door behind her.

"Sarah...what have I told you about bothering Mr Butterworth for sweets?"

"Frank doesn't mind giving us sweets mum, he only buys them to give out to us kids!"

"That's as maybe young lady but I have told you not to ask Frank for sweets!"

The mother put her book away, she'd fallen asleep twice while reading that book already and didn't want to risk falling asleep again and loosing track of her young daughter.

Frank swaggered over to me, he squatted down at my side and bragged, "Well, I got blood out of her stone but didn't get to fill her up after unfortunately...I assume that it was you that warned us that her mother was looking for Sarah?"

I nodded my head.

He looked in a little discomfort, "And now, I've got a serious case of 'Blue-balls'...I don't suppose that you swing both ways do you? I could really do with a little help!"

"Sorry mate, I have my limits!"

Frank put his deckchair away, locked his office door and popped a 'Back in five minutes' sign on the door and wandered off towards the public toilets.

I should have brought a book from my hotel room but when I set out, all I had on my mind was lying in wait for Isabella and present her with a cup of coffee, walk her to work, just to ingratiate myself with her, the time on the beach was an unplanned consequence of holidaying in Fairhaven, the world's most boring holiday resort...nothing to do that was more exciting than sitting on a beach watching the world pass by.

I found myself watching Sarah, her mother was keeping a close eye on her too, I saw her talking to another girl of around the same age, there was a lot of pointing in the direction of Frank's office and as soon as Frank returned to his office, the girl that Sarah had been talking to strolled purposefully up to Frank's office, I heard her say, "My friend Sarah told me that you sometimes give kids like us sweets!"

Frank looked over at me and winked his eye again, "Sarah is a very good friend of mine, I often give her something sweet from my office...what's your name then Darling?"

"I'm Dawn."

"And where are your parents Dawn darling?"

Dawn pointed to the far end of the beach, "They're up at the rock pools looking for fishes and crabs with my little brother."

"Did Sarah tell you what you had to do to get sweets Dawn?"

Dawn looked all round, I closed my eyes just in time to make her think that I was sleeping in the sun like half of the other people spread out all over the beach.

Dawn faced Frank again, "She told me that you like to have a kiss and a cuddle for a sweet!"

"Shall we go into my office and see what sweets I have to offer you in there Dawn?"

Dawn went into his office with no further coercion, I saw Frank crouch in front of her and they kissed, Frank let her have her pick of sweets from his big bag.

I heard him say, "Is that enough kissing and cuddling for today Dawn?"

"Welllllll...I'd really like more sweets and we won't be here tomorrow, we only have one day on the beach this time."

Frank had a massive grin on his face as he closed the office door, twenty seconds later I heard a whimpered, "You're too big...it hurts!"

"Just lie still for a few minutes, you'll soon get used to me being in you...so...who was the first to fuck you then Dawn?"

"A year eleven boy at school did me last week."

"What year are you in Dawn?"

"I'm in year six."

"So you're what, eleven years old now?"

There was a kind of 'Uh...huh' sound that could have been her agreeing with his question but as it was quickly followed by, 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...hhhhhhhuuuuuuhhhhhh!' and Frank groaned.

"Was that nice Dawn darling?"

"Yesssssss!"

"Would you like to play with another man now that I've opened you up?"

"Who...when?"

"The man on his own on the blue and yellow deckchair closest to us now...put your dress back on and go and talk to him, if you like him, he can borrow my office to do you!"

Dawn came out and walked over to me, "Hello mister."

"Hello Dawn."

She looked over at Frank and then back to me, "Frank says that you like young girls and that you might like to have a kiss and cuddle with me!"

"Did Frank hurt you Dawn?"

She nodded her head, "A little...not too much though!"

"And do you think that you would like to have sex with me Dawn?"

She thought for a moment and then she nodded her head...I have to say that I felt tempted to fuck an eleven year old girl but not following Frank in her without him using a condom, I looked along the beach towards the rock pools, "Is that your father looking for you?"

She turned to look and then lost her smile, she nodded her head and ran off in her father's direction.

Frank came over to me, "Pity she'd already been broken in by a boy already but at least I didn't have to mess about too much getting into her...pity her father was looking for her so that you didn't get your chance in her, she was really sweet, did a lovely little dance on my cock when she climaxed!"

At six o'clock I walked back to the shop, they were just serving a couple of customers even though the door said 'Closed' on it, I watched Isabella flirting with the man that she was serving, the top three buttons of her blouse were still open, her hair was tucked behind her ears and it looked like she had pulled her collar open wider to show off a little more of her upper chest.

Helen walked her last customer out of the shop, unlocking the door to let him leave, she walked over to me, "You've been a great influence on Isabella, I have to tell you that I was a little worried that Frank...my husband...was setting his sights on her for his next bed partner, I'm really glad that she's met you now though, Frank won't stand a chance after you!"

Isabella's customer left the shop and Isabella came over to me, we kissed in front of Helen and then we walked off along The Esplanade arm in arm. I said, "When we get to the rubbish bin, I'm going to kiss you and I'm going to unfasten another button!"

I felt her body quake through our linked arms which caused me to smile a little.

At the rubbish bin we stood kissing for two minutes and then I looked her in the eye and said, "I think that it would be better if you unfastened the next button."

She hesitated for a moment, then she looked all around, it was the time of day when people were out and about, they'd left the beach, taken their beach toys to their hotels and were now looking for somewhere to drink before dinner or even to have an early dinner so The Esplanade was really packed with people, I thought that Isabella would be reluctant to expose more of her upper body with so many people about but she quickly flipped the next button open and smiled at me.

"How did you get your collar to stay open so wide all afternoon?"

Isabella pulled the neck of her blouse open a little wider and she kind of folded the stiff collar a little and the neck of her blouse stayed open wider than before.

"I want to take you into a bar for a drink before I take you home and fuck you!"

Her eyes closed down to squints, there was a purr of pleasure from her throat and a little more body shiver. I gave her one last look, her blouse was open so far now that the front of her bra was on display, just an inch of it but it was more of her body than Isabella would have willingly have shown in the past.

We walked to the closest pub, it was basic and cheap and because of that, the pub was packed out. Isabella got a lot of admiring glances from all of the men in the bar. We managed to find a booth and I bought her a brandy and babycham to drink while I had a cola, I whispered, "Imagine how many more men would admire you if you weren't wearing your bra under that blouse!"

There was a change of shifts in the pub, the sports bar further along The Esplanade was showing an international friendly football match and the sixteen to thirty year olds were all heading out to score the best seats in the sports bar and a bunch of forty-something's started to move in to fill their spaces. I pushed the bottom hem of Isabella's skirt up a little in the lull between shifts, there was now a triangle of the front of her white bra on show in the deep 'V' of the open front of her red blouse and now there was a little white of her knickers peeping out from under the hem of her navy skirt...a little red, white and blue thing going on for the patriots to drool over.

Isabella lapped up all the attention and even though I was with her, men were openly flirting with her in the bar. As soon as she had finished her drink, I took Isabella out of the pub, when the fresh air hit her she became unsteady on her feet and gasped, "What was in that drink you gave me, it tasted like fizzy brandy but it's making my head spin a little!"

I laughed as I said, "It was a brandy and babycham, the babycham bubbles help the alcohol to work on your brain faster than just drinking the brandy on its own, that's why the cocktail is called a 'Legover' because that's usually what a man gets if he buys a woman one!"

I looked over my shoulder, six men had followed us out of the pub and were standing on the street outside watching us as we walked away from the bar.

"I guess those guys think that I'm going to take you onto the beach and fuck you out in the open air!"

Isabella looked over her shoulder and saw the six men that had been vying for her attention for the past thirty minutes were all standing in front of the pub watching us. She gave me a confused look, she wanted to ask a question but couldn't get the words out, I nodded my head, "If we were to walk along the beach right now, they would all follow us to watch and hope that I wouldn't be man enough for you and that you'd ask for extra help from them!"

There was a whispered, "All six of them?"

"They would have all watched us fucking and if you asked one of them to take over after I'd finished with you, that one would have fucked you as well, if you had enough then, the other five would have been disappointed but they would have accepted the pleasure that you had given them by letting them watch and left it at that...there are women out there who would have pulled all seven of us and still been hungry for more!"

That comment caused her to shiver yet again. When we reached the road out of town and turned left into it, the six men stepped back into the pub all very disappointed.

We stepped into Isabella's house at seven o'clock, we went straight up to her bedroom, there was no pretence of coffee, we were there for sex. Her curtains were wide open and there were no nets at the window so we could be seen from the hotel bedrooms opposite but not from the street because we were so far into the room away from the windows. We kissed passionately for a few minutes and I unfastened the last few buttons on Isabella's blouse, pushed it off of her shoulders and it fell down behind her but not to the floor, the bottom of her blouse was trapped in the waistband of her skirt.

I turned her to face the window, she gasped and her arms shot up to cover her bra, just in case someone was looking at her from the hotel opposite. I unfastened the clasp on the back of her bra and eased her shoulder straps off her shoulders but that didn't fall either, the cups of her bra were trapped between her arms and her breasts.

I took her arms and pulled them down to her sides and now her breasts were on show to the window. I kissed the back of her neck and then I whispered, "I want you to walk slowly to the window, count to ten and then you can come back. While she walked to the window, I stripped myself naked. I was naked by the time that Isabella was as close to the window as she could get, she mumbled, "One", there was a gap of about three Mississippi's before she mumbled, "Two!", and four Mississippi's before, "Three!".

Well, Isabella may have protested that she didn't want to be seen naked but she was certainly milking her count of ten, I gathered her in my arms and pulled her away from the window after she'd only counted to three and I pushed her down onto her bed.

Her hand jumped instantly to my cock and started wanking me off as I divested her of her skirt and knickers...her knickers were so wet that I could actually get liquid to drip from them simply by squeezing them in the palm of my hand, I didn't have to go as far as wringing them out.

I knelt between her legs and my cock slipped from her grasp when I started nipping at her nipples with my lip covered teeth, I kissed and sucked, bit and nibbled at her breasts before I started kissing down her body towards her pussy. She grabbed at my head and tried to stop my downward progression, "No, don't do that, it's dirty!"

"Is that why you wouldn't suck Frank's cock last night?"

She nodded her head.

"If you don't want to suck a cock...that's okay, it's your right not to but I love to lick a woman's cunt out so don't stop me from having my fun just because you think it's dirty!"

She relaxed her grip on my head and let me continue kissing down her body. I licked her pussy out, I toyed with her labia, licking, and biting them gently before working on her clitoris and drove her through a million orgasms with my mouth before she became exhausted from too many orgasms in such a short time, she clamped my head between her hands to stop me licking her again and started pulling, she growled, "Fuck me...NOW!"

I prided myself on the fact that the first time I fucked a woman I'd always make it last at least an hour before I climaxed in her, that way, if I ever needed a quickie she'd be happy because she would always remember that first time!

Isabella had different ideas, she was dictating the pace of her own fucking, she was digging her heels into my buttocks to force me to fuck her faster, "I want to feel you cum in my pussy, when Frank fucked me last week, I didn't feel anything because I made him wear a condom...I want to feel you cum in me!"

I was gasping from the exertion of fucking her so fast, "You may be a little disappointed, less than one in ten women actually feel a man cum in her, most of the time it's more like a dribble than a fountain!" and with that, I fired off my one gun salute into her pussy.

She squealed and giggled, "I felt it, I felt you cum in me!"

We lay for a few moments cuddling with each other, she whispered, "How long will it take for you to get hard again?"

"About an hour I guess, a little quicker if the woman sucks my cock for me."

I looked at her face, the look on her face made me add a qualifier to my statement, "I didn't say that to get you to suck my cock, it's just a fact, that's all...if we go out and take a sexy walk, it could have the same effect on me as having my cock sucked!"

"Well then, let's go out for a sexy walk!"

I handed the red blouse that she had been wearing all day at work, she reached for her white bra but I took it off of her, "Just the blouse and the skirt, that's all I want you to wear!"

Isabella started to button the front of her blouse, "How many buttons should I leave open?"

"One more than was open when we got home from the pub."

The last fastened button was well below her breast but as she wasn't wearing a bra, she didn't look quite as exposed as she had been on the walk home from the pub.

We walked down to The Esplanade, I checked the time, "There's ten minutes left of the match on in the sports bar so the younger men will still be locked in there."

We walked back to the bar that we'd been in earlier but didn't go in, I recognised at least four of the six men that had followed us out earlier were all hanging around a few of the older women just inside the pub, we were spotted walking past the front door and they suddenly lost interest in the older women.

I guided Isabella down to the gap between the Beachfront Emporium and Butterworth Beach Services Office, Isabella chose that moment to look back for the first time, all six men that had followed us from the pub earlier were following us again now but they were just a few feet behind us, not watching us from the doorway of the pub.

The tide was out at that time of the day so walking by the water's edge, we were a long way from The Esplanade and the citizenry of Fairhaven and their visitors...well, apart from the six men following closely in our footsteps.

"It's up to you but I would suggest that you open another button on your blouse!"

Isabella didn't hesitate, the button was opened in a flash.

"Step away from me and give a little twirl."

The twirl was quick, lifting the hem of her skirt and causing a massive flash of her breasts to the men walking closely behind us.

She grabbed onto my arm and whispered into my ear, "I can't have sex with any of them...I don't have any condoms with me and I'll bet they don't have any either!"

"That's okay, you've got me nice and hard now, we can head back home right now for sex part two!"

The men followed us all the way to Isabella's house and as we entered the house, I spotted six very unhappy faces behind us. Isabella ran up the stairs as fast as she could go and when I reached her bedroom, she was already standing naked at the back of the bedroom, out of sight of the six men standing in the street looking up at the front of her house.

"It's okay to walk over to the window if you want to, they can't get in and it would give them a kick to see you naked!"

Her walk to the window was faster than earlier and she only stood in front of the window for a count of five Mississippi's before she jumped on her bed.

I started fucking her at my own pace, because I was on top of her, I could see the six men out in the street and they could see my head movement and so could probably guess that I was fucking her.

"If we changed positions...you could look at the men in the street as you fuck yourself on top of me and they'll be able to see your tits bounce...it would make their following us more worthwhile for them!"

I rolled onto my back and Isabella climbed on top of me. I wriggled my body over until I was on the edge of the bed so that the men in the street got a better view of Isabella as she fucked me from above.

I realised that Isabella wasn't looking at me as we fucked, she was looking down into the street at the six men standing outside. She climaxed more quickly and her climax was deeper than before...she was definitely playing to the gallery.

After I had my second climax, I closed her curtains and turned the light off and we cuddled on the bed together, I whispered between kisses, "Which of the men in the street would you have liked to invite to bed if you had a condom for him to use?"

She pulled her face way from me, "Really?" I nodded my head, "I can't believe you, men are supposed to be jealous, not trying to pass a girl around a few moments after fucking her!"

I don't want to pass you around, I want to open up your horizons, in a place like this, you have men like Frank who will be here all the time or men like me, men who will be here for a few days and then gone...you won't have the normal option of courting a man, getting used to him and then letting him take you to bed, you'll only have that luxury with men like Frank. You have to make instant decisions, take whatever fun you can, when you can, where you can!"

She smiled at that, "The tall blond guy...he looked like he was really built...you know, brick shit house style!"

If I bump into him tomorrow, I'll invite him out to dinner with us tomorrow...if you'd like me to that is?"

"Well, that's certainly a dirty thought!"

Her hand snaked under the sheets to my cock, I was disappointingly flaccid, she rubbed me a few times and then she said, "If I suck your cock, how long will it take to get you hard?"

"Five or ten minutes I think!"

I saw a calculation going on in her head...just a few seconds and she wriggled down the bed and sucked my cock into her mouth and she sucked me steadfastly until I was hard enough to fuck her...I was a little surprised when she jumped out of the bed and opened her curtains and turned her bedroom light on before she lay on her back, right on the edge of her bed for me to get on top of her, there were at least six bedrooms in the hotels opposite her bedroom that could see us as we fucked on her bed and every time she heard anyone out in the street, she twisted her head to look out to see if they were looking up at her bedroom window as we fucked.

I fucked her solidly from eleven o'clock until midnight and then we both went to sleep. We woke at six o'clock in the morning for sex before breakfast. After sex, we walked through the house to the kitchen in the nude, Isabella told me that I was a bad influence on her, she was walking around the house in the nude for the first time in her life.

I picked out a strappy summer dress for her to wear to work.

"I usually wear this dress with a bra and a white blouse under it!"

"I'd rather you wore just the dress with nothing on under it!"

"You mean no bra or blouse under it?"

"No bra, no blouse and no knickers either!"

"So...just the dress then?"

I nodded my head, "Just the dress!"

As we walked to the shop, Isabella was close to an orgasm with every step and because of how she was dressed and how she was walking, car drivers were hooting at her out in the street, men were looking at her so intently that they were walking into lamp posts because she was distracting them.

I kissed her at the shop doorway and said, "Remember, when you're serving men..."

Isabella stopped me, "I know, be careful when bending down to get something off of the low shelves or when I reach up to get things off the high shelves or I'll flash my tits or arse!"

"No, quite the opposite, flash as many men as you can...flash the women too if you fancy them..."

We parted with a punch on my shoulder from her for me telling her to flash men and women and a kiss from me to see her off to work in a good mood.

I walked down to Frank's office to collect my deckchair and set it up on the same spot that I used the day before where I could see Frank working his magic on the beach women and girls.

I'd just settled down when I saw Sarah and her mother that I'd seen yesterday, the mother was dragging a rather large cool box on wheels behind her and Sarah rushed over to Frank and took a sweet from a bag he was offering to her, "Sarah...what did I tell you this morning about not taking sweets from Mr Butterworth?"

Sarah whispered, "You told me not to, but mum...Frank gives all the children a sweet when they come to his beach!"

"Right...you can take the cool box down to our spot on the beach while I collect my deckchair!"

Sarah struggled to haul the heavy wheeled box over the sand and as soon as she was a few feet away from her mother and Frank then Frank said, "Sarah looks more and more like me every time I see her Victoria!"

Victoria looked towards her daughter, "Yes, she does...let's hope her father doesn't see the resemblance!"

Frank laughed at her comment and then he said, "You want to pick out your own deckchair again today or do you think that you're past your fertile period now?"

Victoria looked all around, she stopped when she saw me sitting there, Frank said, "You don't have to worry about him...in fact, he'd be happy to do you instead of me if you need a little extra sperm to top you up anytime!"

She was looking worried until Frank calmed her down, she shook her head, "No, if I'm going to fall pregnant again, I need it to be with Sarah's real father or John might spot something's amiss!"

Vicky stepped into Frank's office and he closed his door so that I was the only one on the beach who could see them, Vicky stood in front of his desk with her back to him and he stepped in behind her, she leaned forwards and placed her palms on top of his desk while Frank lifted the back of her dress and she was bare arsed already, so this was obviously a regular occurrence for them. The fuck wasn't loving, there was no passion, it almost looked like a business transaction between the two of them.

Three minutes...four tops and the fuck was over, Frank stepped away from her and he wiped his cock on a towel, he handed Victoria the towel and she looked me in the eye as she wiped between her legs and then picked the first deckchair from the pile and walked down to where Sarah was struggling to smooth out a beach towel on the sand while the breeze tried to frustrate her.

Frank swaggered over to me, "I was the caterer at Vicky's wedding, I busted her cherry a fortnight before the wedding when she brought me the seating plan in for the wedding party...she was really upset that I'd talked my way into her knickers but the funny thing was, she had to come to my office every day up to her wedding on some trumped up excuse, just so that I could talk her into bed all over again...I told her that I'd provide a slice of calves liver to push up her pussy before John consummated the marriage so that there would be blood, so between the toasts and leaving the party, I fucked her again and then I inserted the liver in her cunt!"

I laughed at that, "So, there is a chance that Sarah could be yours!"

"More than a chance mate...Sarah was born just thirty seven weeks after their wedding day, fortunately, everyone thinks that she was three weeks premature!", he winked at me as he told me that little snippet, he was about to return to his office, "Hey, will you still be here next week?"

"Probably...why?"

"As soon as she's out of her fertile period, she'll let you fuck her too...she might even let us both fuck her together, she can be a little bit kinky when she's in the mood, I even got her to let a dog lick her cunt out after I'd fucked her once...mind you, Sarah has to be at school for her to really let herself go!"

I wondered if Frank would have trained Isabella to a dog if I hadn't stepped in and bird dogged him with her. That thought made me want to go up and spy on her in the shop.

I walked up to The Esplanade but before I looked in the window of the shop, I spotted a large blond haired man with blue eyes walking with a group of six men towards a café so I changed directions and crossed the road to the café.

The group of men put in a bulk purchase order for breakfasts and coffees, I ordered three coffees, white but with the sugar separate and while the group of men were settling down at two tables next to each other, I tapped the blond guy on his shoulder.

He gave me a very confused look, "I was with the woman with the red blouse and navy skirt last night, If I'd had a condom with me, I think she would have let me invite you in to play last night but I didn't have one...you might find the need to visit the Beachfront Emporium sometime during the day...erm, it was just you that she was interested in, not any of your mates...sorry!"

I left him in the café with a massive grin on his face as I went over to the shop. Isabella was serving a customer and she was making full use of the way that I'd dressed her, flashing a good long look down the front of her dress as he was paying for his goods. Helen was really pleased to see me again, especially when she saw that I was carrying three coffees in my hands.

I didn't tell Isabella about the big blond guy, that would be a nice surprise for her later if he turned up at her shop.

Sarah was acting a little suspiciously around her mother, I saw her looking up closely at her mother's sun glasses to see if her eyes were closed under the darkened glass because she had stopped turning the pages over in her book. I saw a triumphant grin on Sarah's face as she set off at a run to Frank's office, once again Frank totally closed the office door behind Sarah once they were both in his office.

There was no yelp of pain this time...I'm sure that was what woke Victoria from her sleep yesterday when she came looking for Sarah and I had to spoil Franks fun before he was finished with Sarah.

I checked my watch, just to gauge how long Frank spent fucking Sarah, when she walked out of his office with stiff and painful legs, she had been in there for thirty minutes and looking at Sarah, he had been fucking her for the full thirty minutes...at least she had a large sweet bulging the side of her cheek in payment for letting her father fuck her.

Sarah crept up to her mother's side and she stepped into her swimming costume, there were no knickers under her dress and as she was taking her dress off I could see that there was a very dark, wet patch forming in the crotch of her costume. She ran into the cold sea and started splashing seawater up between her legs which caused her a lot of pain because of the damage that Frank had caused with his cock.

When Sarah got out of the sea, she deliberately shook her hair so that she splashed her sleeping mother and woke her up as she was drying herself off. I heard Sarah ask her mother if she had seen her knickers anywhere, "I left them here on the top of my dress when I went for my swim, I thought that you were looking after them!"

"I didn't see them darling, I was having a little snooze, I didn't even see you go in the sea..." Victoria looked in my direction, "...I've told you lots of times that there are some very strange men on this beach and that you shouldn't trust any of them!"

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