For many years my wife and I were were friends with a married couple, Stan and May. I became a widower but continued my friendship with them. One day we decided to go to a guest house in Brittany and, when there, went to a nearby beach to swim. Stan could not swim and only paddled, fully dressed except for socks and shoes. May and I changed into bathers, she in a two-piece costume and me into swimming trunks. I dived into a wave and I felt my bathers slide off me but was lucky enough to catch them as they drifted away. When I told May what had happend she said she would like to see me as I was.
"But I'm naked," I replied.
"Of course you are. Let me see you."
"OK. I'll float on my back and youll be able to see me completely nude. I'm quite happy to do that/"
When I did, she could see the whole of the front of my body, especialy my cock. I could see that Stan had returned to his towel and was lying on his back so he could not see us. I had a pleasant surprise when May reached over and touched my exposed cock and when she held it it grew. hen she stroked it to masturbate me andf before long I shot my cum into the sea.
"That was lovely," I gasped. "I wish I could do the same for you."
"I'd like that but I would have to take off the bottom half of my costume and it is possible that Stan might sit up and he would see us. You had better not masturbate me now. Perhaps another day when its safe."
It was the next day when Stan said he would not go to the beach as he would only paddle. Instead, he would go into the village and buy some wine.