They were working on improving the abattis. While I watched from the crotch of a leafy tree, I saw both empty supply wagons coming in from the country...ide and kegs of powder being delivered from the south.I rode back to the tavern, found the serving wench who had taken my crown and pulled her back into a dark corner. "Learn anything more?" I asked as I fondled her soft breast and unlaced her stays, holding her in place with my knee."What's it worth?" she asked, squirming but not really trying. I can’t help Susan. I’m doing everything I can and I wish with all my heart I could, but I’m just not good enough.” Nate wiped tears from his eyes and leaned on his knees taking few deep breaths trying to keep composure, it was no use.Susan looked at him and tried to make sense of Nate’s emotions. Then it hit her. Nate didn’t think he was good enough. Why? What was he trying to be good enough for? “Nate, are you-“ she paused and reassessed her question. “Are you in love with Zac?”“No” Nate. The only exception is Patricia, unfortunately married to my best friend Richard. They have been married six years now, and it seems a marriage made in heaven. She is my ideal woman in looks, demeanor, personality and how she treats me. Occasionally she and I go to dinner or a play or movie when Richard is traveling. This is all on the up and up except sometimes when we have completed an enjoyable date, she will kiss me on the mouth, not sexy but certainly more than a friend should expect.. I feel your already hard cock pushing against me, and I shift slightly, so it presses closer to my pussy. I can feel myself getting as turned on as you are. I drop my head to nibble on your neck moving you backwards until you’re close to the bed. Pushing your shoulders, I watch you fall onto the mattress before joining you. Your reach for me, and our bodies line up easily as we continue kissing, continuing to arouse one another. Manoeuvring you slightly so your head is on the pillow, I straddle.