I met no one on the way to the stream. The sight of Lycena made me forget all about the noise. She was completely naked, splashing cold water onto her...pale skin. She was turned from me, her plump derrière stuck out under her arched back. Her rich auburn hair was dripping. She screamed when she saw me. "Where you spying on me this whole time?!" "I thought I heard someone and came to see if you were all right," I said, shielding my eyes. Her tone changed. "Aww, my hero. You even have your sword.". Stick a couple of fingers in...then check for juice...heehee"Sylvia spread her legs and pulled the bikini to one side. "Go on finger me. Now babe..now"Joyce wondered if she was back in her dream as she saw her fingers, still with a wedding ring on, easing into Sylvia's tight little hole. She couldn't understand why she was doing it, but she still did it. The wine...maybe...or, the heat. Maybe both. Sylvia's eyes were closed and she was panting very softly as Joyce inserted one then two then. "Galan, stop it," she said sharply. "I don't have any sick days left. I only have few vacation days left. We can't stay home and fuck every time you get a notion." Okay," I said sadly."Galan, what is it with us?" she said. "I can't seem to get enough of you; even after all of this time." I shook my head."I don't know," I said. "I just love you so much."But I'm fat," she said."Beth, you are the sweetest, nicest woman I know," I said. "Your smile lights up any room you walk into. I love having. She moved out the door straight to the lift, we were in lower floor of 50 story building, and doors were open with many people entering the lift making it quite a tight squeeze inside. Margorie placed herself facing me , bosom hard against my chest and her hands touching my sides. The lift commenced rising when I felt hands on my trouser front, rubbing checking feeling. My hands then stretched to her rear also in an investigatory manner. Then her hands had unzipped my fly and one hand was in my.