Her nipples became hard from the cool air of the room. I reached behind her neck to support her head as I continued to fuck her mouth.“That’s it, ...ll the way down,” I said as she wrapped her arms around my thighs, pulling me closer to her.Her legs spread open as she pulled me deeper into her throat. I slid my hand down along her body, over her chest to feel her hard nipples against my palm. Sliding down over her stomach I could feel her skin getting warmer as my fingers reached downward. Her. But we have plenty of time." Plenty of time for what?" I asked. This sounded like more than a simple day out somewhere."It's ok, I've taken care of everything. And ... you just wait and see Mister. Get your stuff together, we need to be on our way."She withdrew and I sat there for a moment, nostalgia washing over me yet again. She'd done things like this before. She took me to New Orleans in Louisiana for my thirtieth birthday, for Mardi Gras, as a surprise. I'd known she had planned something,. I sat down in the inside seat next to the window and he sat down in the seat next to me and smiled. I smiled back and said something to him and he indicated by hand signs that he was a deaf mute. So, no conversation but I could definitely feel the sexual tension as the bus began it's journey. I think he wanted to make a move but he wasn't quite sure how I'd react so I decided to make the first move. It was nighttime and I pretended that the gentle rocking of the bus was making me nod off. . Thankfully, Maya and I get along well and when the weather isn't great we still enjoy quiet time reading, chatting by the fire and frequent hot bedroom adventures, even after decades of marriage. Even so, being an extrovert, I was longing to see and engage in conversation with others. With no real plan, I ventured out to seek friends relaxing on their docks with cold drinks in their hands. A little dock hopping would be the right tonic for my thunderstorm blues.The Seadoo was a perfect way to.