I study his face in the darkened carriage, its obvious he is enjoying the friction and as I run my eyes down his form, he is hard against her. She ope...s her eyes momentarily, the darkness suiting her, she adjusts her frame and their bodies mesh perfectly, I smile, a girl after my own heart, and I note her bum is moving out of sync with the carriage motion, she obviously feels him between her cheeks, she closes her eyes and the journey continues.I feel a vibration in my coat pocket, my mobile is. Land is expensive in Portland so house lots are very small; every house was only eight or ten feet from the other on the side, and maybe 100 feet on the back. This meant that it was very easy to see and hear the neighbors. The house we bought had a well landscaped yard plus a small swimming pool and hot tub in the back. My wife and I were busy unpacking the mound of boxes the movers had left us when we heard a knock at our door.We answered the door and were met by a striking couple. The man was. "Turn around my slut, his voice buzzed again, somewhere through the fogof my mind his hand were guiding me to face the light again, pushing meforward onto my hands and knees , his hands slipping round my danglingboobs, touching them, teasing my nipples, then sliding down my sides asi quivered and blinked into the spinning light. I felt as if my pantieswere slowly sliding down, a coolness spreading over my trembling bum.Then his hands were sliding up my sides again, i was quivering, slackjawed. Get used to the idea. Work it out. Later, Bernie. Girl and breakfast, remember?" He hung up.Lucilla spoke then, a more serious look on her face. "Mr lasco, that was very rash."He tossed the phone on the bed. "I know! It felt great!" You didn't even let me explain." You weren't going to tell me anything important." No, I guess not." So now you can." Maybe." What?" He grinned again. "I gave it all up. What more do you want? My body? God, I hope so!"Lucilla smiled despite herself. "We need to talk.