It hadn't been disturbed. I went inside and closed the curtains to block my interior lights. I cooked and ate supper and then watched satellite TV for...a while. I heard nothing much on the radio other than my broadcast. I went to bed figuring to get an early start tomorrow and see the rest of the museum's exhibits.The next morning, I rose early and ate breakfast. After cleaning up and preparing the RV to leave, I went back inside the museum and finished my sightseeing. I was getting ready to. Seeing them together inflamed my desires once more, his hand up under her top, obviously caressing her breasts, my own nipples now hard again, my pussy becoming wet again as I saw that her skirt was hitched up, revealing all of her legs and tiny knickers. I was transfixed as I watched their passion develop, seeing her hand disappear between her body and his, oh my god, she was undoing his shorts and the hand that had been working her breasts was now pushing her knickers down her thighs, past. “I guess I can understand how my request is a little out of the norm, but it’s true, I ask Jane to ask you to send the night and stick around so we can all play tomorrow. I don’t get to play as much as Jane does and when she told me Jimmy was bi, well it has been a while since I met another bi guy and was hoping you guys might stick around for breakfast.” “But no pressure, staying isn’t contingent on you and Jane having fun this evening, if you don’t feel comfortable staying or if you have. This is what I think of at the end of my work day, in the storage room with my fingers in my panties. I want to be fucked stupid, and have my mind blown. I’m so wrapped up in my own world I don’t hear, or see anything. Nor do I care, at least not in that moment. I feel what I've been seeking, my incredible climax erupts hard. I let out a stifling moan, enjoying the wash of passion run through me like hot coal. My fingers are dancing over my clit a little faster, prolonging my orgasm, wanting.