Nathan finally opens his eyes tosee Darcy staring down his naked body."Whoa, whoa, whoa!!" His eyes open wide, realizing the situation he'sin. "Darcy,...slow down. Think this through. You do not want to do this."He looks at his wrists and struggles to get free.Darcy drops the bathrobe she was wearing to the floor. Her cheststanding proudly at attention. "Oh, I have thought this through, forquite a while now." She gets on the bed and begins to crawl up towardshim. She reaches his chest gently. She would make sure they left it undisturbed.She turned to Stuart. “Eraw awk gruuk,” she started to say, but it felt like she had swallowed razors.Great, she thought. I’ve got this great guy alone and I’ve completely lost my voice.Stuart smiled and tried to reply, but winced with pain.Camilla reached over to turn on the bedside lamp, but he stopped her, pointing to the gap at the bottom of the door.Right, Camilla thought. Someone will see the light.When she turned back to Stuart, he surprised. And then I waited. I sent a few ‘light but slightly concerned ‘texts but didn’t get a response. It was after midnight when she finally came home. ‘Hey, honey, was your flight delayed?,’ I asked. I was all prepared for the two of us to have a bitch fest about the incompetence of the airlines and how weird it was that all my texts somehow hadn’t gotten through. But she didn’t give me any excuses at all. She looked tired. Sad. Rumpled in ways that shouldn’t happen on an un-crashed airplane. . Suddenly I felt her hand under my skirt, her fingers inching under my white,silk knickers.I gave a moan as she pushed a finger into me gently moving it in and out. She stopped kissing me, standing up she undid her skirt and let it fall to the ground, her boobs hung forwards onto her flabby belly, all she wore was a black thong , quickly I pulled down my suede skirt and then removed my skimpy,white knickers, revealing my neatly trimmed pussy to the Amazon figure before me. Fiona's black bushy.