She worked in my building and I’d often passed her in the lobby. Her name was Helen, and I didn’t get to know her until we started serving on the ...ommittee together. Helen was friendly and outgoing, and I think she had more of a social life than I did. Looks aren’t everything, you have to aggressively approach life if you want to succeed. I was aggressive at work, but meek at other times. Most of the committee’s arguments were over publicity for the party. Some of them wanted a really detailed. With her knowledge she knew that Jim would never need to stray and that he was hers forever. As good as Jim's cock tasted she knew it there was somewhere else that it was better suited. She slowly kissed her way up Jims chest until his fat head of his cock rested at the entrance of her wet cunt. Without hesitation she drove herself the full length down until ever inch of his massive piece of meat filled her. Her legs became tighten as she adjusted her weight, then she slowly began riding Jim. "You're crazy" but the already familiar excitement belied her protests, "Absolutely, beautifully fucking crazy!"Gripping my shoulders, she rolled us over and laughed madly as she felt the thick cloying mud under her quivering bottom. I slipped my hands under her, into the mud and grabbed two handfuls before cupping her cheeks and smearing it all over her as she clung to me, matching her thrusts to mine."I'm cumming Tommy" she hissed and arched her back up out of the mud,"Fuck me you bastard". He knew exactly where it was as he rested his hands on her hips and pressed himself against her naked body, sun tanned from head to foot. “This time last week, hey?” She looked up at his reflection and smiled. There was no need for her to respond. Sean moved a hand to the front of her naked body and ran it down to her mound. “You were naked then if I recall correctly.” He caught her sweet but shy smile. “Naked on the beach with all those other people looking at you.” “You were there as well.”.