A couple of weeks ago, to survive a scorching hot day, Fabiola and I decided to go to the beach. While we were lounging in the shade, I saw the man next to me hand his thick glasses to his wife and then go for a long, refreshing dip. When he returned after almost an hour, he began telling his wife about some girls in the water, whom he bluntly called "sluts" and "whores." He said that group of girls did nothing but talk about the guys on the beach and the hard cocks bulging out their swimsuits. In a moralistic tone, he explained that they had tucked their panties between their butts to expose more of their asses, and then, one after the other, laughing raucously, they had taken off their bras to arouse a group of guys nearby. As he continued to swear at those girls, his wife lowered her gaze and, realizing how excited he was, looked at him in such a way that he, embarrassed, stopped speaking. Then the woman stood up and looked out to sea to see who her husband was talking to, and when she spotted the group of girls, a smile appeared on her face. She sat back down on the sun lounger and, after taking her husband's glasses from her bag, handed them to him, saying: "Look carefully before you speak. Those are your daughter's friends, and she's right there with them!" He put on his glasses and, looking, spotted his daughter just as she was emerging from the water, her big tits in the wind, and putting her bra back on. Without saying anything, he went to the cabin, perhaps to ease his embarrassment or perhaps to calm his excitement.