I felt her hand on my dick. Of course I was hard, I may have found the idea disgusting, but it was also a turn on. My dick betrayed me there. She star...ed jacking me off, I relaxed, but still weary, waiting for her to take me. But she said, "I'm not going to do it unless you ask me. Look at me!" I opened my eyes, she was kneeling between my legs, naked of course, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her hand on my dick, stroking me gently.She continued to. The airplanes turned to soar away, disappearing into the grim overcast of the half-lit Antarctic day.Crates and machines and pallets of fuel, food, and shelter lay strewn in a long, ragged line, waiting for helicopters to bring the men.Soon the thumping sounds of helicopters were heard over the snarling wind. The black machines flew, landed, and discharged squads of workers who sorted among the precious cargo to locate the tools and porta-huts. Another squad hurried to the snow-cat. It roared. One time I got into the machine. It must have been a surge by lightning but I'm not sure. Three programs had been running in one computer. The temp files suffered a CRC errors. The power didn't go out and the computer didn't fail but the temp files were corrupt. New files were automatically made by the programs. I was able to salvage those damaged files before they were wiped just a few minutes later. I figured they were onto me but I was mistaken I guess, because I could get right back in. We were not allowed to carry drinks to the pool but could sit on a stool with our swim suits on. Anyway, since my husband is very adventurous, he spotted a man swimming by himself and whispered to me, ‘That guy certainly has a bulge under his trunks’. Eventually we invited him to have a drink with us at the bar which he did and we all talked for a long time before going back to the pool. It was getting on to the evening and asked the man if he had dinner since he had told us he was alone and.