.. you best say something." I said with a manly voice, but then I leaned and gave her a soft kiss on the side of her mouth."Ok baby, I'm all yours the...," she replied as she wrapped her good arm around my neck and gently hugged me."Be careful saying that, Carrie hasn't been much of a wife these days. The only time I get any, is when the bitch wants something from me." I never liked her anyhow and I can't believe that she isn't jumping you twenty-four hours a day. If you were my guy ... your ass. The office was very quiet this day as all of the professional staff were on job sites and Amber had allowed all the office staff to attend a training seminar. So it was just Amber and young Melanie. Amber locked the front office door and put up a note advising that the office was closed today. She dispensed with work after an hour or so and just started chatting to Melanie in her office. Amber’s office was very large. She had a separate entrance that led to the secure underground car park,. That was the purpose of this place, after all. This particular Saturday was one of those times, and instead of phyla of exotic plans, or the evolutionary linkages behind some offshoot of a mammal, you had stiff dicks and wet girls.Rick and I parked a block or two away and drifted toward our destination, moving with a steady stream of people. You'd see couples pausing here and there, and we did the same, making the turn to come at a side entrance. There we proved we were who we said we were, and. I drove to the property and down another logging road to a cliff with a small shed next to it.Parking the bus in front of the shed, I told Amanda that we were home for the night.I got out and unlocked the door with the key that Chris had given me while we were in his office and opened the door.We went in and I heard Amanda gasp in surprise. My hidy hole does that. Chris and I had dug out a nice little storage spot in the side of a small ridge that ran through is property.Took us a few years,.