They left the window and Rachel said that because Alice's car had been left at a quiet country pub it was unlikely that that road would be clear in th... morning which either means that she would have a very long detour or that Alice would have to go home by train and taxi. Rachel came over to me and lazily stroked my thighs, I put my empty glass down as Alice knelt behind me with her knees either side of my hips. I leant back and Alice bent to kiss me, Rachel then sat astride me our sex pressed. Just peachy.I crawled back into bed anyway, shutting off my lamp and getting comfortable. Even if I couldn't manage to reclaim sleep, I could at least rest my body. I slowed my breathing and concentrated on relaxing each muscle, starting with my toes. By the time I got to my stomach, I was breathing evenly and I never noticed when I fell back asleep.That was the first night I' dreamed like that and, even though I didn't remember much about it when I woke up later, I could remember the eerie. “Yes. Did you like it?” “At first I was unsure but yes after it was inside of me I did. Nobody had ever touched me there before so it was a new sensation for me.” “Would it be ok if I did it again?” “Yes but I don’t think it will work in this position. Why don’t you enter me from behind? That is one of my favorite positions, and you will be able to see what you are doing.” I slipped out from between her legs and she knelt on the floor, her hands on the seat of the sofa. I knelt down behind. She had assumed it to be a friendly smile when she had been married and a staunch church attender. Now she saw the same look when they visited the whorehouse. She had been one of the prettier wives at the church, and their thoughts were not entirely godly when they watched her kneel to pray. She no longer attended the church, the looks, even before it became known she had taken the job, had been enough to put her off. The older, fatter, uglier women simply assumed that a young widow would be.