"What's the problem", the voice said behind me. I turned to see a slightly overweight man behind me. He looked like he was in his 50s. "I don't know I...said". He told me he was a trucker called Colin and that he had some tools in his cab. He went to get them and when he came back I caught him smiling over at my wife in the passenger seat. "That your missus," he asked me. I nodded. "She looks quite hot". I cautiously thanked him. He started to fiddle a bit with the engine and then stopped. "I. ..such a sweet mouth, so tasting like candy. As our tongues start to explore each others mouths, I slowly untie the strings from her bikini top, both the neck tie and the back tie. I step back, letting her bikini fall from her sides, tossing it on the table. Her breast are so beautiful, perfect, not to big, not too small. And her nipples, so cute looking, just waiting like little strawberries to be played with.I start kissing her neck again, as I slowly take her back in my arms. I kiss my way. He pulled back the covers. ‘C’mon, girl, sit down before you fall down.’ I laughed and pulled him down with me. He managed to get my shoes off and laid me back against the pillows. ‘Karen, you’re beautiful.’ I tried to focus on him and said, ‘You’re a sexy Scotsman. What do you wear under your kilt?’ More giggles. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’ He kissed my forehead. *** ‘I swear I don’t drink that much usually,’ I told James in the morning. I had called him first thing when I found his friendly. Allison glanced at her watch. 11:30. The sun had set long ago, and Allison knew she should go to bed too. Mary went upstairs while Allison sat there for a bit, watching TV. When Allison thought Mary was in bed, she crept upstairs and peeked in her sister's room. Mary was lying in her bed, facing away from the door and snoring lightly. Allison crept into her room and started taking her clothes off.She piled her dress, bra and panties on the bed and got her robe out of her bag. Putting it on, she.