He’d spent the night with her. He turned and saw the young blonde lying next to him, eyes open, a smile on her face. ‘Good morning,’ he said. Sh... stretched and smiled at him. ‘Good morning,’ she said. Bill began stroking one of Cindy’s breasts, and heard her groan with delight. Her breasts were fine, well-shaped, firm, the tips protruding proudly. Her skin was so soft, too. He captured an erecting nipple with his lips. ‘Ahhhhhhh!!!’ Cindy groaned, arching her back, offering herself to him. It. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she could make out Helen on the bed, and yes, she was doing it again - playing with her young supple body - arching her back against her pleasure.It was an odd and guilty pleasure that Bethany enjoyed, watching someone else, go where she had never been. Tonight was different, the moon was out and Bethany's view became increasingly clear. She could make out the detail of Helen's sensual dance in a way she never had before. For the first time Bethany was. "This way."I motioned her to the tech side of the building. She was right, as usual, the place was empty. As we hurried through the halls, I kept thinking to myself, I'm dressed as a woman. I'm out in public. Hell, I'm at my office! We reached the door rather quickly. I punched in the combination and we slipped in closing the door behind us. It was pretty small room, not much bigger than a LAN closet. Some gleaming, brand new equipment with light displays blazing away were bolted into black. Maybe this weekend? The drive to my escape passes several neighborhoods in the southwest corner of the city where I live. Yet, in five minutes, I am out of town and just another five minutes away from sun, water, and weekend fun. How can people drive three or four hours to an escape and call it an escape? In ten minutes, I’m parked and within ten more minutes, I’m settled. The warm early fall weekend was perfect. There was a nice breeze that meant air conditioning wasn’t necessary and all the.