During her stay, the two girls ventured out of the house each day at a respectable hour, becoming frequent visitors to the market in Boquette and almo...t regulars at the cafe and the two cheaper restaurants in the main square. Two-hour lunches seemed to be the general rule in the town, and they both vowed to do nothing to upset the tradition. Arriving at just after eleven o'clock, they would have coffee, followed by one of the local dishes, wine and further coffee. By one-thirty - even two. I was single and she was too, so that was a plus in the sense that neither of us had to make up stories or excuses why we had a sudden, intense, and passionate meeting. If pressed to describe myself I would say average, middle 40’s, and although I have a great job, it is nothing that makes me a great catch or an instant attraction to the opposite sex. So meeting Charlotte for that brief and erotic period was a big surprise. By way of introduction, my name is Frank and I am an out of work. "No, no, Sir, Ah'm a good girl!" Not now, you ain't. Now spread those legs of yourn and let me git riding!"I gripped Vee's waist with both hands, and started thrusting strongly. She responded, and we moved together with increasing speed. Very soon I could tell that she was close to coming, as her neck and shoulders turned that tell tale pink colour. I reached underneath her, and caressed her nipples with both hands. The sensation tipped her over the edge, and she bucked under my cock. She let. It was a mille-feuille, intricately layered, delicate pastry filled with rich creamy custard and cream, topped with ornate swirls of icing and chocolate dusted with sugar. It looked decadent, delicious… intriguing. -0-“Our mother reminded me to remind you to call her,” Faith remarked flatly.Willow sat on her bed while she talked to her older sister on the phone. In the evening darkness of her bedroom, she plucked mindlessly at her bedsheets. “I know,” she grumbled, “but it’s not as if I have.