While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was...not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map. I sat up, and looked for him. A moment later, he popped his head back up in my direction. He was about a meter away, smiling as water rushed down his face. “Want to swim?” he said.I complained, “It’s cold…”He smiled, “I’ll keep you warm.”I was already warm after those words. I got up and stood there on the dock. Our eyes were locked as I ran my hand down my tummy and to my shorts. I unbuttoned them and my shorts dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of them, and to the edge of the dock. I took a. Me - sometimes I did fantasize about the hairdresser - Jill was a drink on a stick, but I didn't really want Jan to know that I thought that way. I would have loved to bed Jill, but well, relaxed marriage or not I had never had the chance. I didn't think Jill would reciprocate my lust anyway. In fact Jan does my hair; it was one of those things she had wanted to master earlier in life and never had the chance. Jill ran an evening course at the local school, there were some spaces left so Jan. The seed deposited there where nature intended it to be. The seed continuing then on its journey deeper into her reproductive chamber. The seed at work for many hours and perhaps even days—up to as many as 5-7 days, kept alive, inside her warm moist reproductive channel. It was just as designed by nature and biology so that during the female's ovulation the impregnation of her egg could occur from any male seed within her. Thus nature optimally ensured the continuation of the human species.It.