Have you got the keys, Bob?"Bob handed them over and only belatedly, as Frank climbed into the tow truck and drove off, did he think to say, "I'm sorr..., Susan, I don't want to put you to too much trouble. I can just wait here until Frank comes back." Don't be silly," she replied. "It's going to start cooling off pretty soon and the station doors are locked. Besides, I told him to call at my place. Come on."His mind still raging at his problems, Bob mumbled his thanks and opened the car door for. On finally reaching my apartment, I offered her if she would like to take a shower. She said “Yes, lets go! ”, so without hesitation we both went to the bathroom, she had removed her tee-shirt and pants before I managed to get the shower tap on. I started to remove my shirt, by which time this beautiful brown body had already emerged and was stepping into the shower. Within seconds I joined her and we were soaping each other’s body frantically.My arousal was instant, I held her from behind and. Sometimes it was Brad Pitt or someone else, but it really didn’t much matter. She had a feeling that those men knew how to please a woman and were a bit more creative in bed then her Eric. Annie was frustrated because she still loved many things about Eric. She loved how he opened his heart to people and helped everyone he could. She even respected and admired his unwavering faith in God. She just wished that he didn’t have to let that seep into and control every single aspect of his life.. Then she bent to secure a line, and I had a good look at a well-rounded derriere. Damn, I thought, I had best get off the boat now.I didn't.All I caught of Steve's talk was that he was in charge of sailing, and she was in charge below. Fair enough I thought. I'm a good sailor, so I knew I would be helpful.We were on our way to Key West. After my second divorce, I still had plenty of money for life, so I quit my job and headed to St Petersburg. I loved to sail, but single-handed boating wasn't.