"I love you more than you could ever know." She hung up and I think I felt just as sad as she did.For the rest of the week, everybody worked day and n...ght. Chet and Doug were great, working like slaves as they took turns getting some rest in the suite I'd arranged for them. I had one to myself and basically just used it to sleep, shower and change. We ate our meals in the systems room while we continued to work. Things really started to come together on Wednesday afternoon and it inspired us to. Please. I need it. I need to touch you, I need to hold you, I need to feel you. A smile spreads across your mesmerizing face, a hint of slyness from within. You like it when I plead to you. You readjust yourself, your pussy right in front of me, legs by the sides of my chest. Just out of reach. The scent of your arousal hits me, making my mouth water. I know you are just as turned on as I am. Your soft hand runs down your breasts to your belly, then slowly into your laced panties. My eyes. I am also not sleepy. Cause I had a nap in the afternoon. I said – In that way if you want we can talk but without disturbing others. She said OK.Our conversation starts and it included family details, studies, hobby, interests, friends, movies bla bla bla. After about half an hour of this conversation she asked – Do you have a girlfriend? I said – Not exactly girlfriend but many girls who are close friends. She asked in naughty voice – what kind of closeness you are referring to!!I just smiled. At the moment you’re hurt. If you want to talk and flirt with me, why not? We have plenty of time to waste. If at the end of it you feel better about facing the next couple of days, I’d be satisfied.” I’d said the wrong thing. Her face fell.“What’s up?” I asked.“Henry and I were going to go to a hotel over Christmas. That’s what finished us. I thought he was separated and there would be no problem. He was going to tell his wife he was away on business, stupid sod. Of course she couldn’t believe.