She was interrupted then by a man’s voice saying, with a certain amount of glee: ‘Uho! Plumber’s crack on the horizon.’ Sandy turned around to...face a grinning Johnnie Marley, her hand went automatically to the back of her waist, where she discovered the truth of what he’d been saying to her. In her kneeling and bent over position, she was indeed showing the top of a pair of pink pink panties, since the black, lycra running shorts had ridden down, and so had the waist band of the panties. It. "She must do very well for herself," I thought."So," I began, feeling confident to turn back to face her, "are you going to give me the details now?" Of course," she replied, "come and sit down, have a drink to warm you up and I'll tell you the rest you need to know," and she patted the seat next to her on the sofa.I wandered over and sat down, unconsciously crossing my legs and took the proffered cup of tea."OK, first you need to know that these beauty competitions aren't the usual type of. It was hairless, burning hot and wet same time. I moved to her neck, which was her soft spot, and blew hot hair. This gave her goosebumps, and she was feeling charged up.Her hand was moving backward in an attempt to find my cock, which was hard by now. After making her back totally wet, I asked her to turn around. Her nipples, pinkish in color, were erect. I took one of her tits in my mouth and started to lick it.The licks were converted to sucking in a short time, and half of her boob was in. And they made love, early and often.The only unromantic part was Carolyn's near-constant monitoring of Ray's health. She had baseline figures for everything: waking, post-exercise, pre- and post-coitus.The idea was that when Ray resumed making his hospital visits, Carolyn would be in a position to judge to what extent the work was interfering with his health.Happily for both of them, mere sex didn't seem to be having significant deleterious effects. Quite the contrary: Carolyn's heart rate went.