There wasn't a machine available to do this and handwork was always expensive.Waite took Peggy Sue for a stroll around the upper deck of the paddlewhe...ler. The scenery was beautiful, and miles passed as they walked and talked. It took several circuits around the large vessel for Waite to explain what he had learned last night. Peggy Sue was quiet until he had finished telling her what he now knew."Husband, that is a wonderful explanation for our collection of sister-wives. But you have to know. She stayed silent and was looking down at his face to see if he needed her to do anything to be hotter for him, so he would cum in her quicker. She saw him staring at her belly button on her perfect little tanned tummy, as it was rubbing on his. They were actually fucking now, even though it was very slow and gentle. He couldn’t believe it that she was humping him and he was going to be able to cum all the way deep in her body. She remembered some sexy things she could do to help, like making. The room was on the first floor and looked over the seafront, but was not overlooked itself.I heard the bathroom door open and she came out. She was carrying her outdoor clothing which was neatly folded; she placed it on a chair.She was wearing a dark blue and white bikini. She must have been wearing that when we had met at the café; had she been thinking of sunbathing? The sea was certainly not warm enough for swimming! The top had straps over the shoulders and was tied at the back; the bottom. I don’t sign in or show my driver’s license as identification. She checks the clock for the time and signs me into her register by the time I reach her curved desk. She holds out an Executive Suite pass with a smile. A lot has changed in these few months since I first came to this building as the shy, reserved, wife of a lowly welder being sent on assignment to India for two years. That is not the thought that goes through my mind, though. In fact, that thought hasn’t surfaced since the first.