The night did not start out as I had hoped. While we had both been looking forward to this party for some time, one of my favourite parts of going to ...arties like this was watching my wife get ready beforehand. The whole evening turned into a big rush though.First, when I had gotten home from work Jen was talking on the phone while serving supper to the kids. They were supposed to already be at her folks ready to spend the night. She was in clothes she had just thrown on after getting out of. This just made the intensity of my moans increase which only made them get louder. And then they were no longer there. “Oh don’t stop, that felt so good,” I moaned. Opening my eyes I seen that Mr Mae was now unbuckling his trousers and taking them off. As he did this he smirked and leaned back in and kissed me with a fiery passion that wasn’t there before. But I could certainly get used to it. My whole body was now taken over my this confident, sexy woman as I moved my hand to the rim of. Focusing on just the road ahead of me without thinking it feels like the trip is only a moment. Arriving at my destination I walk up to the main gate of the construction site I was working the night shift at and stop short when I see it locked and the site quiet. I stand there for a moment as my brain catches up to my body before I check my old style digital watch I had found on the site a few weeks back. It read 'Sat', I had come in on a Saturday night when the site was closed.Ms. Foster. She had found the gentle , sloping, sandy path two minutes from the back gate, that led down to an idyllic 200 yard beach cut off at either end by outcrops of rock and thought how delightful it looked.She had had a snack and a snooze brought on by sea air and holiday excitement and at 9.30 that evening she was awake and looking for occupation. In town they would have settled town to watch a dvd or maybe have gone to the pub but she thought she would take advantage of the uniqueness of her.