.."I nodded. "Yeah, I remember the other bed..." Yeah... me too... This house is 5,000 feet above sea level. Our home in Santiago is at 1500 feet. The...stop in Panama was midway... near the Baru volcano... to help with ear pressure..." Isabelle was quiet after that. She closed her eyes and seemed to be relaxing in the lounge chair. No, not relaxing. Isabelle's lips were quivering. I worried about what to say next.After I while I asked, "You okay Issie?"There were a few seconds of silence, and. The rear window lowers to reveal a good-looking young black man; a frat-boy looking white guy with short blond hair peers from behind him. The black guy smiles and asks if you'd like a ride home that it's late. With your hands stuffed deep in you jacket pockets; you begin to move away from the curb, wary of him. He persists, and although you rebuff him, there's something exciting about him that seems to stir your soul. Your heart beats fast as his smile and smooth voice almost win you over.The. ‘Sue, we dare you to celebrate National Nude Day.’ I thought they were joking and replied, ‘There’s no such thing, you are just trying to get me naked!’ I laughed. I was the only one laughing, and I quickly quit laughing. ‘National Nude Day is next week, on Saturday.’ ‘You mean there really is a Nude Day?’ I asked, shocked. ‘Yup and you choose Dare, so my dear Sue … how are you going to celebrate Nude Day?’ ‘Awww, damn I dunno. I’m going to check and make sure it’s true first though.’ Sure. I woke up to see them fucking – or, more accurately, making love. My wife's eyes were closed and her body was moving in smooth rhythm to Samuel's gentle penetration. He lowered his head and their lips and tongues met as her hands roamed over his body. Although aroused, she didn't seem to be moving toward orgasm – no need to, that's what my mouth was there for. She was just receiving her lover and enjoying him while giving as much pleasure as she could. For his part, Samuel wasn't trying to.