Then I started noticing little things, when he came to help me with something on my computer he would stand behind me, over my shoulder. I would glanc... up at him and notice his eyes were not on the screen, there were gazing down my shirt. When I caught him, he smirked and looked away. Oh how he made me tingle! He started invading my personal space more and more; moving my mouse while my hand was still on it; reaching across the front of my body to grab paper clips. I have been an attractive. They are dressed well but seem a bit rough. My husband Tom introduces only one of them "This is Juan and his friends. I became friend with them while playing. We are going to have some drinks with them. I hope you don't mind" But honey we have reservations."I am wearing my favorite party dress. It is green and black and made of silk. The high belt showcases my large breasts and makes my legs longer. The bottom of the dress stops about 2-3 inches above my knees. Since I am wearing my new knee. “Just being a tourist,” she said, shrugging. “I’ve been following my aunt's map.”“Map?”Felicity rummaged through her daypack, retrieved the paper map, and unfolded it.“Ah, low tech,” Kristjan remarked. “I love it.”She smiled.“The circles are where your aunt visited?” he guessed.Felicity nodded.He asked, “And which places have you seen so far?”Sitting back in her seat, she shrugged and sighed, “Pretty much all of them.” She shook her head and smirked. “I'm not much of an explorer. I’d probably. You could always hear them through the walls fucking all kinds of guys (who'd usually leave promptly after), one time even in front of her friend. I listened through the wall and kept hearing her friend sounding awkward as some guy convinced her to fuck right then.So one night I wait for it to get dark outside, and make sure all the lights are on in our room, including one from the direction of the window. Then I left the blinds open a crack so that we could easily be seen.When I heard her.