It was a hot and humid in the room, so we left the door on to the balcony wide open. Stephanie sleeps in a nightdress while I am always naked; the duv...t was discarded at the end of the bed. I was curled up half way down the bed, holding my hand to Stephanie's lower back and pressing gently to ease the ache. We read like this for some time. Stephanie got off the bed, dug into her bag for her cigarettes and went out onto the balcony. She smokes a little, mainly on holiday. I find her smoking a. " I smirked and Adam's face squinted up. I looked his face over carefully, inspecting every inch. His green eyes, the way his mouth automatically pouted, the little freckle right over his top lip. The thought passed over me that he was cute. My face reddened. I had just called my guy best friend cute. My gaybest friend. I looked back into his light green eyes, and he stared back. It was silent as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My mind told me it was wrong to be kissing him, but. Her legs fight against the restraints as she thrusts back up towards him. Her mouth opens and the words he has been hoping for come spilling out. “Chris, fuck me. You feel so perfect inside me. Faster please.”His pace quickens as he starts to pound relentlessly inside her. Her moans turning to unintelligible sounds of pleasure. Her body received him as if it was built for this man alone. She doesn’t even know if she wants to leave this man every again. He shifts his angle by just a hair and. The wife hired Vicki back, and then Vicki worked for Marta for five years until she sold the company. The fact is, every job, except for my wife’s current volunteer position, she’s endured some sort of sexual harassment. From the ‘cat calls’ to guys copping a feel, and from some women too - she’s been through it all… She can’t help that she’s hot. Plus, many women that she’s worked with over the years who were nowhere near as hot as my wife endured much of the same shitty treatment. About a.