After all, the lounge was right next to the boss' bedroom - and his wife was a renowned light sleeper. We're clever people, and whilst bedding was spa...se, a second sheet interleaved between us cleared us of any possible impropriety.Thus secured in our professionalism, it was lights out; and after a moment's awkwardness, the darkness and professionalism gave way to our respect, and we hugged gently. Time for sleep.I sleep easily. It's taken years of practice, an insomnia borne of high school. The four youths were stood behind me at the till, and I felt a hand stroke my still exposed buttock, then another squeezed my bottom.I left the shop quickly, almost running to where Dave waited. I was burning with embarrassment, but as Dave had promised, there was a wonderful warm wetness between my legs. After that, we went back to the car and set off home.This dress rode up just as badly, if not more than my tennis dress had done, and we had not been on the road long when I felt the need to. On the way from the little bait shop/cafe to Lowes he drove past a business that sold ocean going shipping containers for storage. About a block past the lot he yelled “Crap” and quickly turned into a parking lot. When he exited the lot he turned to back track until he reached the lot with the containers in it.When Larry got out of his truck he was met by a smarmy looking, greasy haired young man who said, “Hep ya?”“Maybe. I’m living back in the woods in a tent enjoying nature and fishing. I. Within moments, Peter had her backed up against the door frame, his hands roaming across her body as he ground his pelvis against hers. When Lauren came up for air, her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed with desire, and she had to wrench herself away. “I can’t ... the kids ... Heather...” came out in a rush, and she pulled the screen door open and stepped inside. Turning back, she asked, “Call me? Please?”Peter grinned and leaned in, for a much quicker kiss. “I’ll call,” he promised.A.