“Yes sweet heart I’ll be at yours for seven o’clock” was Debs swift answer.Hanging up the phone Deb began her preparation for what she hoped w...uld be a fun flirty night.As she rummaged through her closet, firstly she pulled out a short black mini skirt, next a plain pretty white blouse, black Patten high heel stilettos. Next her underwear, first Deb picked a thong but dissuaded it, looking through various knickers Deb finally decided on a pair of lace black knickers and a lacy push up. She noticed a boombox in the corner, silent for the moment. Geoff, wearing gym shorts and nothing else, sat with his back three-quarters toward her, pulling down on the wide-spaced handles of what she would later come to know as a ‘lat bar.’ His body was shining with sweat, and she watched the muscles of his scarred back working beneath his skin with an admiring gaze. His eyes were closed, and his lips moving, she guessed he was counting. She watched him for a few moments, unable to tear her. Rosa caught the innuendo, and looked away, knowing she was the only thing that kept her husband from being aboard that ship. It broke her heart that he had to make such a personal sacrifice, but she just couldn’t walk away from the farm. She hoped against hope that his melancholy would dissipate once the ship had departed.I felt uncomfortable, wishing I had something to offer that would help them over this big stumbling block in their marriage, but anything I said would just make it worse for. Her touch always sent waves of shock through my body. She slid the blouse down my arms, exposing my bare breasts. I no longer wore underwear.She stroked her fingers over my nipples a few times. They hardened at her touch. She then placed her mouth around one and sucked it softly. I could have jumped her then and there, but I had learned some control.Finally, she unzipped my skirt and it fell to the floor."Now let?s go down to the car," she said, taking my arm.The trip in the lift no longer.