The rider was much shorter then he and so completely bundled he could not see his face. He pointed to the rider and gestured to him to go in the house...knowing any words would be lost in the roar of the wind. The rider hesitated a minute and nodded stumbling toward the house and the warm stove within. The man led the gray into the barn and tied him to the hitching post. The girth strap and synch were frozen over so badly he had to cut the straps to get the saddle off. Attached to it were two. “Why is your bag in the professors office?” Bill asked smiling. He knew what was going on.“We did some um, extracurricular work.” I smiled.“What sort of work?” John asked. He also got it. Eric was a bit slower off the mark.“This.” I said as I pulled up my skirt to show them my panties. “Tell the command centre we are looking for an intruder.” Bill said."Yes sir." Eric said."Oh yeah" was all I could mutter.John was the first off the mark and he pulled his belt open and unzipped his fly. His cock. I couldsense my hips moving along her swollen panties.When there was no longer doubt in her mind as to what was going tohappen, using my teeth, I gently tugged her already moist panties downand threw them to the floor. I moved my hand to reach for the nightstand drawer and spoke: "You have dreamed of being a girly slut- now isthe time. Do you think you can handle being fucked?" A fervent nodspoke volumes and I pulled out the strap-on, and placed the straps aroundeach of my legs. First. Wow, she could kiss too. I must have beencoming down from something as I began to get my bearings. Virginias kissreminded me of sex with Sarah, her smell, her musky aroma. Was it justmy imagination? Sarah came and put her arm around my waist, bid farewellto James and Virginia and led me back to our villa. The night was such a blur that I don't even remember if we had anydinner. Sarah led me into our bedroom, cleaned me up a bit, took off myheels, dress, bra and panties and put a long gown on.