Most Friday nights me and the coworkers go out drinking. Just a bunch of guys out having a good time. One particular Friday I got really drunk and my ...upervisor ended up taking me home. I don't remember the ride home or the walk to my apartment. All I know is I woke up in bed the next morning fully clothed and super hung over. I got up to shower and when I was done I had a message from my supervisor. He called to check on me but more importantly we got a call and had to go out to a tower.He. I saw him get in the back, a young black guy in his early twenties. He greeted me, but I just murmured and shifted slightly. As he sat down, I just pushed my head against his huge shoulders…He chatted with my husband, telling his name was Byron.I opened my eyes slightly and could see he was having a good view of my loose boobs under my tight t-shirt and was putting his hand on my bare thighs… Naughty, naughty guy…I put my arms round him and snuggled up still murmuring some unintelligible moans.. You could call it a Ideal place and I was thinking of buying this two story flat. a brick house that made me happy. Especially women and the stories of this place would fill up two phone books and what was to be was not something new to us but the feelings I had were different this time and after all, all three of us were single. All three of us were setting in a booth and I was setting by Fred and Fred was setting across from Shana. we were feeling good from the beer. Fred and Shana were. He gripped her tightly as the ground became steeper and they resorted to actually climbing over rocks and branches. The occasional animal scurried across their path, causing Lauren to slow and assure herself that whatever it had been was not life threatening.Ten minutes later she was in a foul mood. Her right arm ached from being jerked every five seconds by Felix as he tugged her along like a child's toy. Her shoes were full of soil and her feet were hot beyond belief. She knew her hair was.