“Jenna the report is wonderful. Would you care to have a drink together?”“Why don’t you ask what you really want to ask? I know you want to ...ave sex.”“What do you mean? I’ve always been very professional.”Jenna got up from her seat and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. “I know you want to feel my breasts. Let me show them to you!”Robert looked at the beauty dumbfounded and loosened his tie. He was happy she finally said something. He’d been slowly and ever so carefully, showing her. You close your eyes at this moment, open them, and then return to your right pec repeating the process with your left hand. ‘That’s so sexy,’ the voice says. The sound of her voice turns you on, your dick hardens fully, tenting the towel. When your nipples can handle no more, you trace your finger down over your waist following every contour of your abs. ‘Remove the towel,’ she whispers. You unhook the fabric and have it fall to the ground, its progress impeded slightly as it almost catches on. Caravans and pitched tents, and loads of sex and behind doors swapping, yes my Mother and Father had their little daliances, with the neibouring nudists and I sat there and watched.At one such stayover I shared a bed with a girl whose parents had an evening get-together at their chalet style beach hut.We lay in bed listening to the screams of delight and heavy laughter which increased as the night wore on and the alcohol took effect. In essence an orgy was in the making, as people cast their. When my wife of 18 years left me and the c***dren, saying she loved me but wasn't in love with me, I put a sign up in the garage so I could see it everytime I got into my car. 'SHIT HAPPENS'. It had happened again, I couldn't just put her on the floor. My mind raced, seeing pictures of me pulling her over and moving her leg and her bare bum showing. I could hear the screaming, Pervert..., Killer..., and worse. I looked for somewhere I could put her down, a bed would be nice, a.