.is he going to join us in our little orgy....he looked rather pink in the face and sorry for himself. She rubbed her eyes again and prayed that whe... she opened her eyes it would all be oh so clearer. Steve stood up and tried to make himself invisible...he didn't know how that was possible but he was fucked if he didn't manage it. He was nearly out of the door when he heard the voice behind him..."Steve....what's going on....why are you ringing people in my bedroom." Oh high Joyce...I'm just. I needed adventure, I missed sailing a full coaler through a northeaster, I was not cut out to be a cow, led here and there. Life on a ship was not great, but it was familiar, this army life was all chaos. There was roughly six thousand men in the Vermont brigrade, maybe one hundred knew what was going on, in any degree. The rest of us just fed on rumors and wishes, as we blindly marched on, heading for God knows what. Christ, it was all so spread out, that was my reaction as I looked down. Her hips were a little wider than girls my age, which gave her more of a classic hourglass figure. I felt the stirrings of an erection as she cut the water with a clean dive and swam a few laps.When she climbed up out of the pool, her breasts pushed together in a deep line as her arms grasped the ladder. She tugged her bikini bottom back down in place and walked back to the lounge chairs. The water glistened on her skin and that damn suit clung like it was painted on. Her thick black hair was. I was able to move the car over to the other end of the car park where no one would be able to see what was going on. I then my hand back under her skirt as she opened her legs really wide for me and as I rubbed her panty and hose covered pussy I could feel wetness seep through and on to my fingers.All the while we were kissing like teenagers as our hands explored each other's body. I said to Stella to get in the back of the car and get her panties and tights off which she duly obliged me by.