Sheila asked Evelyn where she was going to sleep. Evelyn didn't know, she was sure her husband was going to spend the night with the other woman. "You...can stay with us" Sheila offered. "We got room also" Karen told her. Evelyn, to our surprise decided to stay with us. I was thinking she wasn't done yet, she wanted more. As we headed to our RV, Karen said "We're not going to let you sleep on the pull out couch, you're going to sleep with us." When we got to our RV, we all went into the bedroom.. “So...well...um...” I stammered, pouring myself a glass of wine. “Like my nail polish?” Jennifer said in a girly voice, plopping her hand on Roger’s thigh, very near his crotch. He glanced at her then at me then back at her. “Beautiful!” he said, lifting her hand and looking more closely at the nails. “Such long attractive fingers.” “Yes, my wife has...” “OJ. That’s what it’s called. To go with my hair. Haven’t done my nails for months. I adore it.” She smiled. “You’re so sweet.” She kissed him. When he showed up one morning, he told her they were going to go away for a few days to New York. He had made all the plans before ever coming home. So, she packed and they left for New York.Will never seemed to drive the same car each time he was home and this time he had a newer Ford Explorer. She never asked about that either. They were always newer and nicer cars.They sped up the highway from Baltimore to New York City. Having left as soon as she packed, they got into the city early in the. I felt her rips and her bra slowly went my hand on the bra and my finger start to pull down on half. I could feel her nippels, they got already hard and her breathing got deeper and more intense. It was 3 in the morning some where outside oslo and nobody was around the light in the street was on and we where sitting on a pench. I feelt her hand and fingers, they went from my check down do my breast where i could feel her fingernails hooking in my shirt and pulling down. Her hand went fo.