He was dressed in a form fitting navy suit, had spikey dirty blonde hair that made me want to run my hands through it. Combine that with the fact that...I couldn't stop staring at his semi hard on through his trousers and I've thought of nothing but riding his rock hard cock until I can't take anymore at least once a day since. One cold Friday night, I sat in a nice relaxing candle lit bath and decided to look Michael up on Facebook. Scrolling through his profile, I gently rubbed my clit under. We roughhoused a little, dunking each other under the sparkling blue tide. I could see the crow's nest in the distance over the dunes and saw the sun reflect off the lens of the tower's telescope through the open window. Perfect, I thought; so what do you think of your husband skinny-dipping with your boss?. Coming up for air, my breasts breaking the surface of the water, I triumphantly shot the finger in Karin's direction. My taunting was reaching a crescendo. If I knew Karin, and I thought I. ” “That is all I ask,” I laughed, rolling over and placing my head on top of the pillow this time. “Care to join me?” I patted the pillow beside my head and gave him a smile. He shrugged his shoulder and curled up next to me, both our eyes wondering towards the dark ceiling. “This is nice,” he said quietly, not turning his eyes away from the darkness that hung above us. “What is nice?” I asked him, turning to face him, though all I could make out was the outline of his face. I could tell that. .. it sort of got repetitive. So I kind of let it blend into the background. I was listening for when you wound down, though. I was going to jump back in then.”Liz shook her head and laughed at me.“I was pissed off because I knew you didn’t want to do this anyway,” she informed me. “I was already thinking about how difficult it was going to be to get you to agree to this again.”“I would have told you ‘no’ if I wasn’t willing to do this today,” I said. “I could have hung out with Ryan and Jill.