“No, you make me so hard honey…” I said in between kisses on her neck.“I better open this fucking door soon!” She screamed and laughed at th... same time. She was enjoying this too much, she was having trouble getting the door open. “There…” she said as the door flung open; both of us quickly got in, shut the door, and dropped both her skirt and blouse. The bra came next, and she gladly slipped out of the thong. “You get me naked faster and faster every time…” she said just before she pressed her. "There's a few minutes to kill." She smiled. It was a evil little smile. "So tell me, Jace, have you ever been kissed in a substation?"I was in trouble. "No, cutey, I don't think I ever have."That was quickly rectified. While it was being rectified, fingers curled over the growing lump in my pants. "Then you haven't had a LOT of things in a substation, huh?" Those blue eyes, yeah, the same blue eyes that trapped me only weeks ago, THOSE blue eyes were twinkling.I heard as well as felt my zipper. It was an apartment that four girls shared. It had a kitchen, bath and living room. It did have four separate bedrooms, one for each girl which gave her privacy. I knew all this from my letters with Mindy.I knocked on the door and my red haired friend answered it. She looked pretty much like I expected. She was quite overweight but dressed appropriately for a heavier woman. She had on a pair of black slacks and a pretty red blouse.She did have the most beautiful face and naturally red hair. Her. I dropped her knickers on purpose to let whoever was going to walk by know she wasn't wearing any. We reached the voices, it turned out to be three elderly gentlemen, coming to tend to there allotment plots.I teased, "why don't you let one of these fuck you? Seeing as though you're so desperate."Maybe I shouldn't have said that, as my mind jumped off the rails imagining one or all three of the old men in my wife.She said, "they probably fuck better than you anyway."We teased each other until we.