The weather had been hot and having finished my chores, I had taken a long cool shower. Whilst drying off, I heard the back gate swing shut and voices...in the garden, and looked out of the window to see an older guy with my husband, discussing the best method to move the frame.Feeling a bit frisky, not wanting to pass up the possibility of some flirtatious behaviour I selected my red strappy dress which was cut to mid-thigh and did little to hide the shape of my boobs. Checking myself out in the. I watched as his car drove away and out of the yard and I knew then it was my moment. I got up and made my way up the stairs. My breathing was erratic and I could feel my cock getting hard.I got to the top of the stairs and there is 5 doors. I had never been upstairs in the house so this was all a bit new to me. First door was the parents room, a huge room with great views out to the hills. Next was the bathroom. The next two were the boys rooms, typical boring stuff in those rooms and then the. ”“Is that a promise Sarah? I am aroused, very aroused at the thought of it.”“You know I always keep my promises when sexual pleasure is involved,” I tell him, equally aroused.I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I have a very strong sex drive and one of my favourite turn ons is sex with an audience. During our stay at the resort I. “We’ve got some options. The doors are only needed if we have to protect the cargo bay. I’m thinking we could pull them off and make the tourism module fit precisely and have it structurally able to withstand re-entry forces.”“I’d like to take a look at what you’re thinking,” Jeryl said.“Of course.”“Golf Sierra Niner, you are cleared for taxi and take-off,” I heard in my left ear. “Winds are from zero seven eight at two. Airspace is clear.”“Golf Sierra Niner, roger, over,” Terry replied.There.