I moved from my position to turn around and sit up. Robert handed my phone to me and I had a look at the images and smiled. Master would like these I ...hought. I turned the phone off and put it away. “Thank you all for helping me with my task.” I said and moved to stand in the Aisle next to Nick. “Sarah, can you make this a seat again please?” Robert asked. Sarah adjusted the makeshift bed back to a seat and Robert took the pillows and held them with the blanket. “Nick, you will be first to be. You could do the work standing on yourhead and, if you like, I could put your name forward. What do youthink? If nothing else it will show you what a chauvinistic place it iswhere I have to work."This was an intriguing suggestion and certainly would provide anopportunity for me to get out of the house; overcome my incipientboredom and gain some experience of what it was like working as a womanin an environment where "man was king"! I swiftly agreed and Sally saidshe would put my name forward. But he wasn't there so it was up to me. My middle finger on my right hand started to flick across the clit I knew so well. A shudder went through me as my hand worked, slowly at first, than faster, until my finger slipped lower, leaving the ball of my hand to rub the clitoris. My finger had slipped inside me, pushing higher, trying to reach that place that hubby always touched. As I continued to lay, my hand masturbating my cleanly shaved cunt, I lost myself in reflection. My mind was a montage. We would be forthright and wide open to all friends and relatives about our relationship and how serious it was. She usually stopped in on campus once a week, just to see people she worked with, but only “had” to be in person for interviews with perspective students and meetings. Now, if she was closer to a student from NY, she would go see them and arrange a campus tour if they seemed seriously interested. I suggested that as long as she maintained a residence there we should spend a week.