After moving several times so she could go about her work, she seemed to be getting a little irate.‘Either help me or GO OUT’ she shouted, and giv...n that I hated chores more than anything, I sighed ‘Fine!’, and slammed the door on the way out.I walked for ages, through the woods, the humidity and heat making the exercise all the more difficult. I guess I had walked maybe three miles when I came across a stream running down a small valley. I splashed some water on my face and followed the stream. To prove my theory, I lifted her chin with my index finger, and used it to guide her up onto her feet, kissed her like a lover, and let my hand slide into the front of her panties. She was SOAKED, and to my surprise, she came with a rush.I kept up the pressure on her clit, and slid my two middle fingers inside her, searching for her special spot. When I hit and thumped it rhythmically, she groaned, gushed pussy juice onto my hand, and quivered like a silk scarf in a whirlwind.I let her enjoy it. “The point is, it wouldn’t bother me if he was dancing, or bowling, sailing or playing, I don’t know, squash or racquetball with another woman.”“I see,” Alex nodded, obviously not convinced.“It’s just sex. It’s all physical. You know? It’s not like he’s going to fall in love. And it’s a hell of a lot better than him sneaking around to get his jollies.”“And the fact that you’re getting pounded by Kevin, Ted, or Jeremy makes it that much more acceptable, doesn’t it?” Karla chuckled.“There is. You kneel at my feet, take off my heels and rub my feet while I enjoy my champagne. Then you unpack my bag, laying out the toys and imagining how each one will feel if I decide to use it on you. I pull you into my arms and we kiss, slowly savoring each other’s lips and tongues for a long time until I am wet with anticipation. I love the way you kiss. I run my hands over your nakedness. Your ass in my hands feels so good. There is something I love about you being naked and me not. Easy access..