Pete always offered. And I never turned him down. A couple of times we would have been having slow sex in one of the playrooms while the door was open... Workmen used to walk past the door. Deliberately. Just to see my arse waving up in the air as I sucked Pete off. There were a few times when we were caught out and a cheeky workman would spank my arse or finger me giving me the shock of my life. But then sometimes I wouldn’t seduce Pete with my overflowing bags I would go straight to the leather. “A Ford Prius, ” he thought. “38 years old and I’m driving a Ford fucking Prius.” Any man knows the Prius is the queen of all chick cars. Any dude caught dead in one, metaphorically had his dick cut off and granted the stamp of a Grade-A bitch. Due to economic hard times Mark and his wife, Janis, had no choice but to trade in one of the family cars…unfortunately neither agreed to part with their cars, especially not Mark in his classic ’67 Shelby GT500 so appropriately dubbed “Eleanor”. Janis. My long sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the side, T-Shirt pulled up to tits exposing her soft body and stunning legs. After a while she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sleep and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled next to me half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cute face and I couldn't help. I said “You’re wife turned it up today. She’s not going to be the same.” Michael replied “I was really surprised at how quickly she changed. From asking you to take her ass to a threesome and letting him fuck her ass! Wow! I’m going below.” He wasn’t gone long before he was back “She locked the cabin door.” He sat back down and pulled on his beer.I went below and entered my cabin. Bonnie was laying on her back and was playing with her clit. I asked her “What did you and Cathy talk about?” She.