We have arranged to meet up later.” I replied, knowing that would annoy her. She didn’t like me going out with our male colleagues.“It looks lik... you will be tired out again, when you eventually get home to your dear husband.” Said the little bitch, sneering. I kept smiling, although I vowed to get my own back. I really did despise the little slut. But she was so horny and would be a good appetizer before a good nights fucking from john and before going back home to my dreary husband. I changed. She then traces her fingertip across the boundary of Beth’s jawline.“You did not realize I was playing with your pussy, did you? Did it turn you on? Is that why you came in here? You knew I would follow you, did you not?”The woman’s questions come on so fast. Beth almost creams her satin matching panties at the words. Is this really happening? “I’m not really into...”“I know,” Summer breathes against the girl’s mouth. “That makes it all the sexier, do you not think so?” Her arm snakes around. It was sweltering in the tent; the pathetic AC chugging away didn't seem to do a damned thing. The Reverend launched into another hymn, one I vaguely remembered from my childhood sitting in my pa's church bored as a coonhound too old to hunt. 'Come All Ye Faithful, ' I reckoned the song was called."O come, let us adore you," sang the congregation. I smirked; someone was definitely going to cum.I knelt before her, pushing up her skirt and scooching between her legs. She froze, feeling my hands. My thighs started to rub together at the memory, making the vibrator between them poke into my pussy. Suddenly I shuddered fiercely as I came, the waves washing over me again and again. When they finally ended, I decided that was enough of that, so I I put the vibrator away and went to shower.I was edgy all day. That evening I tried working on my dress and I tried to watch TV but I ended up either pacing or staring at the phone waiting for Don to call. When it rang, I jumped to pick it up."Oh,.