Her shorts felt small. I buried my face into her chest, suckling on the bare flesh of her breasts as my hands roamed to her back until my fingers poke... out of the back of her skirt, I gripped the edge of her skirts waist line then pulled it apart. The buckle that held her skirt broke immediately and I heard the small sound of the zip coming down as I pulled the skirt open from the back. Her crying got louder. “Excuse me, “ I said into her face, “As I pull off your skirty skirt skirt k?” I back. “Then we better get going, I want to make sure you get your fill before you have to leave.”I smile at the double meaning and nod in agreement.We had decided to take both cars, I would follow you to the hotel where you had made reservations. That way we wouldn’t have to stop enjoying each other too early, giving us plenty of time to pick up our k**s at their respective schools.We enter the hotel and head straight for the room – you have already secured a room so there was no need to go to the. The hunky guy who cleans the handrails?”“Yup,” she replied. “This afternoon I was in the honeymoon suite with him, and I had him begging to fuck me.”“And did you?” I asked eagerly.“Well, I don’t kiss and tell; but I’ll let you in on one little secret. Mark is a great lover!”Angela went into great detail as we drove home. Her car was an old VW Beetle with a serious lack of suspension, and as we bounced along, we could feel all the bumps and twists of the road in the seat; it was a great feeling. Just last week, we did doctors. Bunty Bellwether came as Hot Lips Houlihan from MASH because, as she put it, "If Moses had more arm musculature, I'm sure there would have been a tablet stating, 'Thou shalt not cross-dress your vagina.'" Freya said she wanted to release the monster in all of us, so came as Dr Frnkenstein, whilst Alison dressed up as Sigmund Freud because she wanted to explore our deepest desires. Which was all fine, dandy and just a little cunt-twingey yumminess. But then Carol.