Not in the mood for upsetting topics, Benjamin deleted the email without opening the links. The next email was from Francis’s personal account. It h...d pictures of her and Benjamin’s nearly 2 year old son along with an update on his development. Their child continued to learn new words and had progressed from walking to running and climbing stairs. Benjamin felt proud of his boy and wished he could visit him more. His boss sent him to Montreal every other moth, which gave him an excuse to stay. Or maybe it was the fact that it had been her own hand late at night for over eight months now. Whatever it was she was starting to feel creamy and wished that he would massage something else. Her hips were grinding into the bench in little circles and her breath was coming in ragged jags. She felt his hands near the edge of the towel wrapped round her breasts and sighed as it fluttered open. His hands massaged her round globes and he twisted the tight nipples gingerly between his fingers,. She fished the keys from her pocket, and tried frantically to remember her defense training course. She moved toward her car as the figure stepped into the back of the shelter. Her heart was racing wildly in her chest as she stepped out into the pouring rain, her umbrella down at her side in case she needed it as a club. ‘Stop!’ The voice from the darkness was commanding and the bark with which the order had come was not one she recognized. She took another hurried step toward her car, rain. It was at this time I had to go and use the loo, so along to the bathroom "it was the tea that bought the trip on entering the bathroom I couldn't but notice that strewn about were her clothes and her very fine undies, did what I had to do use the loo and on leaving I could not resist feeling the soft sexy material of her full slip this in turn made me have a little stiff appear and knowing she had just been wearing them, that did it, I rushed down stairs to check all was clear OK it was, on.