" Mulders," he said with a big smile. "True, you're not built for speed but you always get there in the end, you never give up and that's the importan... thing." Yes, serge," she said with a smile breaking out on her pretty face."Right, ladies, tomorrow we are entertaining one of the army's top doctor," said Grant. "He's a trick cyclist, you know, he looks into your brains." A physiatrist you mean, serge," said one of the smarter girls."Yeah, that's what I said," laughed Grant."What's he going to. As soon as light appeared she would cover her hand with newspapers.As the tunnel would start she would resume the pumping.After about ten minutes I think hubby could not hold any longer.He moved across her and kissed her very hard on the face. With a big thuddering jerk he came and then all was calm.The couples was still for a minute. The girl slowly removed her hand and she went to loo with shawl in place. Hubby quickly zipped up the pants and kept the shawl in place. The girl returned to her. "Goddamn, that fucking bitch really did kick our asses," Kimberlygrowled. We ordered pizza on the cell phone, left one golf cart at thepro shop, picked up the uniforms and drove back to the condo.The uniforms were French maid dresses, one red, one black and one pinkwith very short skirts, tons of petticoats, matching long satingloves, white caps and ruffled white aprons. Our giggles and laughs atour hostess's sartorial taste were interrupted by a knock on the door."It's the pizza guy; I don't. That in itself might not be so unusual but the fact that my best friend was fucking her was. I then realized that his wife, Rose, was on the other side of my wife holding her left leg away from her hubby's thrusting hips so that he might have better access to my wife's pussy.My wife's eyes were closed. Her mouth was open. Her body moved up and down with the force of his thrusts into her. I looked down. My wife's naked leg was was bent at the knee with her foot resting flat on the sheets. His.