The long drive to a secluded resort in the mountains and countryside was part of the excitement and I loved to drive. The route was simple, I-17 N th...ough to Flagstaff, then the 40-E, through to Albuquerque, then North on the I-25. The route was great to drive, scenic with wide, busy roads. The instructions included a computer generated map and a list of what was needed for a week's stay at a privately owned and exclusive mountain lodge . The instructions read: “Pack an evening gown, and. "Just let me change my pants." He hesitated a moment, but when she just turned back to the window, he hurried out.Alex's gym bag looked tiny sitting alone on the floor of the empty walk-in closet. The guest bedroom was almost as big as Alex's whole apartment, and Tony was gone for a couple of weeks, but Alex wasn't packed for more than a weekend, and he'd stopped short of hanging his clothes -- he didn't want to get too comfortable. Somehow that made him feel more complicit in the way things. The middle of nowhere – in the middle of the night with her pussy aching for a fuck like it was going out of style, and a husband who was always too tired to screw her, and too hung up to screw her any way but the standard old ‘man on top, woman on bottom.’ She knew part of the answer anyway. She was here in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, because it was her husband’s job. As a geologist surveyor for Echo of California he was assigned to all sorts of God-forsaken places, mostly in the Middle East, and. Welles on the north coast, has a wooded area behind the beach. Proper woods and trees, and then the slope down to the beach which is obscured from view. Somewhere like that would be fun to explore when it is warmer, as there are loads of opportunities for illicit outside sex, always with the chance of being caught. A gorgeous, warm summer evening would be perfect. I could wear a pretty beach dress, without a thong on, so that when we got chance you could have easy access to my velvety pussy.