If it weren't for her weekend escapes she was positive that her job would intrude upon her weekends too. Nonetheless, Sian was pretty content with lif... in general. Her job paid well, she had a nice house, a good company car, and her retreat by the beach.She arrived late on Friday night, opened the windows to air the caravan, watched some television and took an early night to catch-up on sleep missed during the week. Saturday morning she did her weeks laundry, hung it out to dry and went for a. It is, or was, a decent-sized city, after all. Not large, but big enough to be the county seat of Tompkins County. Thirty thousand people. There’s a chance that some might still be hanging out,” Nicole acknowledged and agreed with Charles on that point.“It would be great to find more people for sure. We could also switch to using the busses, if everyone preferred. More spacious, plenty of accommodations, less likely to need as many rest stops, at least if we use sleeper busses. Just an idea,”. I made soft mewling sounds and she giggled. "Now to get us both ready," she smirked, lifting her body upwards and pivoting herself. She lowered her plump, sexy rear onto my face. "Go ahead." I kissed the soft flesh of her butt cheeks. She wrapped a hand around me and continued to stroke, slowly. She shifted her position, and now her back-channel was pressed directly against my mouth. I obligingly kissed it, and she leaned forward to take the tip of my cock head in her own mouth. Getting the. She would talk about watching me with another guy while she got off fucking me with it. More time goes by and I leave the service, move home and get a job running a field service truck and believe it or not the damn near same fucking thing happens again twice at rest stops. Being in field service I was always out on the road and often times to the wee hours of the morning. Wife and I fuck from time to time but start drifting apart. I wind up getting a girlfriend on the side (ya, I'm an asshole.