He was very happy to see me. I got a hug and kiss and a "Happy New Year," immediately upon entering his home, I sat at his table and we chatted about ...verything from current events to his kids. He has a son my age which I thought was funny. I had a Mimosa to start which led to four more and a beautiful brunch with eggs, bacon and toast. Finally, he said he couldn't believe I was there and that he'd been masturbating to my picture for some time. He was just thankful for my company. I helped him. Except……One night on a field trip, after he had cleared the dinner, L asked for a coffee and when he returned with it I asked him to massage my back as it had been a tiring day and he knew that. As I lay under the quilt on my stomach, he started pressing on my shoulders and back. He seemed to know how to give a massage as he found all the joints and muscles and was kneading along quite nicely. After a while, I wanted to feel more of his delicate hands and removed the quilt, turned up the heater. There she was, seated on a metal chair and shivering, the place was air-conditioned. She got up, “Where the hell have you been?”“I had to pack up first,”She clasped her arms around her shoulders, “It’s cold in here and they won’t let me leave.” She pointed toward the woman ranger behind the counter, “Say something. Tell her who I am.”Gary glanced over; the woman was looking at him. She looked to be about fifty, heavy, not very pretty, “Hi, I’m this lady’s husband. What seems to be the problem. Dave finally beckoned Susan over to him and ran a finger over her damp patch then sucked his finger clean. By now I had my hand inside of Jenny's blouse and feeling her rock hard nipples. Once again the tempo was punctuated by the end of the album. Dave and Susan by this time were well into each other and there was no sign of jealousy anywhere. He had Jenny's white soaked panties pulled to one side whilst he gently rubbed her clit. Susan had her head back on the sofa and was making quiet.
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