Please enjoy and leave your comments.Trapped in the private bunkerMonday morning, her husband left for a business trip and her son was on the way back...to the boarding school. Knowing she would be alone for the next two weeks, Susie a 43 year old housewife stayed in bed, planning a lazy week with less housework. The naturally curly blonde mature women decided to stay at home reading a good book and spending as much time as possible enjoying her beautiful garden and the great view of the Alps.. A small group of men at the far side of the club caught his eye. “Now that looks promising.” Jill said as she pointed her head towards the group. “The one in the red shirt looks like he would be a lot of fun.” The young man was tall, around 6’1”, lean and well-tanned, with the bluest eyes you have ever seen, and a smile that showed his straight white teeth. He had a short brown mow hawk, and a well shaved goatee. His biceps rippled out of his short sleeved red timberland shirt, and he was. We should have talked about it first. That was the only mistake I feel I made. But you never once told me how you felt about sex. You never once told me that sex was out of the question until you were in a permanent relationship of some kind. How could I know?”“You could have asked, instead of doing things to make me so excited that I broke all my own rules.”Jesus. Now it was my fault that she had such easy orgasms?“You had orgasms when I barely touched you,” I said. “You were that excited!. I mean no good could ever come of it, right? Well since our talk on Saturday, I started reevaluating my feelings and realized the heart of my resentfulness stemmed mainly from the dreaded Christmas incident. Yes, he had most definitely gone overboard with my punishment, but I was the one who instigated it by hiding out under the house and scaring my parents half to death. I would summarize that mistakes were made by both parties that day and, even though I convinced myself that I forgave him, I.