Those are our dive boats. The speedboats further out are our towboats. We divided this area into three work zones, one for each dive boat.“The dive ...oats are pulling a utility anchor across the lakebed. When the anchor hooks a tree, we send a swimmer down to connect a towboat’s towline to the tree. Then the towboat pulls the tree to the shore. The swimmer takes the tow truck cable and they connect it to the tree and then they disconnect the boat’s towline. The tow truck gets the tree out of the. ” I glanced down, and Ron was touching the tent in his pajamas. For a moment, I regained some sense of propriety. “I had better go. It looks like you need to take care of something.”“Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize I was doing that. You can stay and watch if you want and I will leave. Look, he is going to do it with her now.”I looked back out the window and was again caught up in their erotic performance. Yes, Abram got on his knees and held his hard cock as he prepared to enter Brenda’s love. It was liberating to feel like a sexy woman again and I didn't want that feeling to end even though I knew it was wrong. I value my wedding vows and I always made sure that our mucking around stopped short of me doing anything physical.Then one morning after I'd fought with Alex about how much I'd been spending on clothes, I started crying when Byron told me how nice I was looking. He sat me on his desk and started comforting me.Before I knew it, Byron had raised my skirt and was having sex. She slid her hand down from my chest to my stomach. My skin tingled a bit as she swirled her fingers around on my body. I was getting hard as she began to move her hand farther down my body. I could now feel her nipples poking me. She finally made it down to my stiffy."Well, hello there!" she exclaimed."What did you expect?" I whispered. "Your dick is poking my lower back and your tits are poking my upper back! Are we a bit worked up?" I'm always worked up, darling!" she replied. "But if you.