As I swiveled my barstool around, getting a quick 360 of the clientele, I realized there was a woman sitting next to me. A good- looking brunette in a...well tailored business suit. And unless I was very much mistaken, she had been giving me the eye.I turned around, and she was there all right, looking at me with an expression I couldn't quite fathom. "Rough day?," she asked, and I relaxed and moved into the "office work" routine with half my mind while the other half tried to figure what she was. It didn’t matter that thousands of ships much bigger than Broadsword would one day travel up this waterway. At the moment it was dark and they were no longer in the open sea. That made them very uneasy.”Ensign Young called out, “Tangier Island in twenty miles, depth is sixty-seven feet.”“Cutlass to Broadsword. We have the bladder and are filling our tanks. As soon as we finish we’ll head to Boston.”Grant thought for a moment, and made a major decision. “Cutlass, negative on Boston as initial. I came back to her inner thighs and sucked it hard. She moaned for more.By this time, she was wet and her eyes were telling me to enter her. I put on the condom and fucked her in missionary. This time it was taking time for me. I turned her and fucked her in doggy. Her movement of ass to my rhythm of fucking was in sync. It took long for me to climax and we both got exhausted, laid down on the bed with beautiful smiles on our faces.We had some food and spoke for a while. As usual, I prefer not. I thought to myself, okay, I'm going to seduce the bastard. I always had imagination. That day I didn't stay at home cleaning and making dinner. Oh no. I took the emerald necklace he gave me from the trunk, the only gift he has given me in recent years. I took a nice shower.I may be a housewife, but even though my husband prefers those little brunettes from porn movies, I'm not ugly. I'm blonde, I'm six feet tall. My breasts are very large, capable of filling the biggest hands, like those of my.