What a whore. Why did I follow along? I should have just left after the wine. What is wrong with me? I’m such a slut! I must be going through a post...divorce stage, sowing seeds and all that. I’ll tell her that. I responded to her text: OK, half hour @ Salisbury Beach State Park, main entrance. I hit send and instantly felt remorse, guilt, all the bad things a girl feels after a one night stand. I should have asked her to come here, like she wanted to. It’s freezing outside. What the fuck was I. On her were legs opaque white stockingsand on her feet matching linen-covered three inch heels. Her modestjewelry included pearl studs, bracelet, necklace and ring. She carried amuch larger portfolio that no doubt included a larger laptop and whateverpapers her superiors might require.She was indeed the model PA and seemed to glow with her new role. Themanner in which she looked at Raquel with absolute adoration suggestedthat something of a sea change has occurred within the past twelve. Her hand slipped into my shirt and smoothed my slightly hairy chest as I was in turn massaging her boobs in her lovely black satin bra. The kissing stopped and she almost melted onto the floor - and was now between my legs on her knees rubbing my cock through my trousers. "I can't wait to taste you" she said sexily as she began opening my trousers. I helped her unbutton them as they are tight and I wanted to get my cock out so much!As she released me from my boxers she pulled my trousers down a. And then they started stroking my cock. I could feel myself getting stiff and it felt almost like I was pointing straight down into the mattress. They kept going for a while and then the voices said, “It isn’t time yet,” and they were gone... or I went to sleep... or something.I thought Courtney was crazy for giving up and sleeping in the nude, but the next night, I left off the t-shirt and boxers and just lay on the bed naked. I was face up, and I was under the covers, but I was naked. There.