Each Friday, as I understood it, they'd visit one oranother's houses, often some one large place somewhere just outsideof town. Or they'd meet at the...Country Club, or in a downtownhotel. Maybe in some restaurant with private rooms or some otherconvivial location. I got that impression, though I may have beenwrong. "We don't all play bridge, not any more," she confided. "Thoughsome of us prefer it." I didn't ask prefer it to what, what elsethey did, and she never volunteered the. Her blond hair now darkened with being wet. She let out little moans and bit her bottom lip as she fingered herself to orgasm. Her hand thrust became quicker in and out. Andrew was turned on watching this and stroked his engorged cock rapidly. This surfer girl turned him on but he did not want to fuck her just yet. As she came she steadied herself with her left hand against the shower wall. Andrew bent down close to her pussy and watched intently as her right hand and fingers pleasured. Not wishing to be separated for long we went up to bed and got into bed in our lingerie and slept locked into each others arms.Chapter 2 - Sally Anne's Birthday MorningSally Anne's birthday started with sun streaming through the window. I woke first and got up and shaved, tidied my hair and reapplied my makeup and perfume and then still wearing my stockings, bra and panties from the previous day went downstairs. I cooked breakfast and carried it up to Sally Anne in bed."Your pleased to see me,". Lets get to the hotel the room is already booked as we drove on towards the hotel we held hands where possible, we never spoke each wrapped up with our own thoughts to say it was a life changing moment was an understatement.We had lunch at a small inn as we drove up we could see a coach with a lot of elderly ladies going into the inn we followed and managed to get a table and service after the meal Heather went to the Ladies on her way out Heather was chatting to one of the coach party I only.