This felt so good, that I widened my legs and she began to hump me back and forth as she went on french-kissing me.Oh, was this hot. We were kissing, ...onguing, humping each other, then she pulled back and said, "You want me to french you down there?" You mean my pussy, right?" Uh, huh." Um, yeah, if you want to. Maybe if we took our nightdresses," and we both pulled off our nighties and knickers.She pulled the sheet off me and began kissing me down the front of my body and when she got to my. ”Fred nodded as he picked up his bag and held it in front of his groin as he hid the obvious hard-on. Other passengers rushed past them going other directions. “How was the meeting?” Katie asked as Fred couldn’t help but stare at his wife’s perfect beauty queen body barely hidden in her dress. The thigh high boots melted him and almost couldn’t talk.“It went great! I have a feeling Alan McConough has something planned,” boasted Fred. “I don’t know what it is but he spent a lot of time talking. ..I was so horny as I walked to her apartment. I checked the apartment parking lot to make sure her mom's car was gone. I walked to the door, the bell didn't work so I lightly tapped on it. The door slowly opened, I stepped in. I was expecting to see Gretchen, hopefully naked or something like sexy lingerie but nothing except arrows on the floor pointing in the direction to Gretchen's room. It felt kind of weird when I whispered loudly "Gretchen" and got no response. As I opened her bedroom. If I started now, not losing any more time, and with a horse that took me to the foot of the mountain, I might make it.I did not have a horse. My horse had died a few months ago, and I had not yet bought a new one. It had not seemed necessary.I took my neighbor's horse. I could not ask him, as he was not home. I knew where he was, at a lady's house, but it would have taken too long to go there. We were not friends, hardly on speaking terms, anyway. I was fortunate that he had two horses, one.