“It’s hard enough getting in and out of a car in a dress like this with three-inch heels. That car is so low, you’ll need a crane to pull me out... Plus, anyone nearby will get a nice show for their trouble, and I’d rather not put on that show,” Ann said, with a bit of heat in her voice.“So, what do you want to do?” Roger asked calmly, not wanting to further antagonize Ann.“Let’s take my car. You can drive,” Ann answered, still a little bit annoyed. She reached into her purse and handed Roger her. Her lightness caused him to grow hard inches from where her hand worked on his leg, and through the thin towel, it was apparent he was in a condition. He tried to shift and hide it in the towel, but it was just too obvious. She looked at his cock straining against the towel, then up at him. She continued to dress his leg, then slowly stood and patted his shoulder. With relief, he brought the towel to cover himself more as she moved away. She readied her bath, and looked at him. He nodded and. “Mmm … and you come here and tease your Sir,” her eyes flew to His face. “Wondered if I would notice?” he laughed heartily. “I noticed when I first laid eyes on you.” “But I …” she stammered. He glared at her choice of words. Her second mistake. “No … I mean …” “Shut it. You know how I feel about that word. Now, you see that gentleman standing over by the luggage carousal?” she nodded slowly. “You are about to give him a show. As you bend over to retrieve your suitcase, be certain your shirt. At times she didn't seem to be "under" at all.But the real giveaway was her kisses. Where as earlier she had been a sleepy recipient, now she had become willing almost to the point of aggressive when she felt their mouths near hers. She searched for their lips rather than just reacting.And her orgasms were becoming more frequent, harder, and much, much louder. The woman could rip an orgasm!There had to be a reason.She found it. She overheard David and Dusty talking on the phone. Evidently they.