Rico kept flat against the wall as he made his way cautiously round the exterior, peering into the distance for any movement before darting from the c...ver of undergrowth past stretches of bare wall where none grew. After traversing about six hundred yards of the curved wall, his heart pounded as he spied the tall mast of the familiar boat at the end of a short wooden quay. It had been evening when he left, and though he welcomed the arrival of twilight and the accompanying darkness as he waited. We were both the same age and experiencing similar bouts of confusion and disappointment over the state of our careers, and we both weren't interested in tying ourselves down to serious relationship (either with each other or with different people) since we both were looking elsewhere for new job opportunities and wanted to ensure should something promising come along, wherever it may be, that we each could just painlessly and quickly pack up our things if need be and move with as little. One more thing, whenever we slept in the big room, it used to be next to one another. On one side I used to have my wife and on the other, Rita. My wife was a sleepy head, and whenever I wanted to get her hot in the wee hours of the day, she would just keep on sleeping and not respond at all. This continued for sometime.Then the day came which changed my life. We had had an uneventful night; Anita had a headache and went early to bed. I had wanted to fuck her but no avail. She would not respond. .. well, partying, for lack of a better word.Things had thawed considerably after Jack had encouraged the girls to 69 while the dogs rested and the guys watched. Jim Edwards had stroked himself to the brink of another orgasm at the sight, then with Jack’s permission, walked up to toss off on the squirming, coupled women. Keryl still felt the sticky slickness of his cum on the side of her breast, and smelled another dollop of it in her hair near her ear. She didn’t understand why, but somehow.