“It’s a private drive. The city and county don’t do the roadwork on it. We pay a Homeowner’s Association to handle that. I’ll have to make a...call to Rachel tomorrow morning but I think he’s trespassing the moment he turns off the main road unless he’s been invited.”Liz nodded but I could see she was still bothered. We pulled up in front of my house and I gave her hand a squeeze.“I’m going to go unlock the door,” I told her. “I’m going to leave the porch light off so watch your step.”Matt. We start to pass a park but you make a sudden stop and pull in. No one else is there its 10 PM on a Friday Night. You get out and open my door. As I get out , you stop me right at the door and raise up my lingerie, start sucking each of my nipples getting them so hard that the hurt. I just moan your name as I reach down , putting my hands in your sweats , and start jacking you off to get you hard again which doesn't take very long at all.We walk over to the picnic table and you have me lay down. Months of long, fitful nights alone in bed were over asI saw my husband coming down the gangway onto the pier.With my husband home we resumed our normal passionatesex three out of every four nights and three weekendseach month. Ten months later my husband’s battle groupreceived deployment orders.All too soon my husband’s ship was ready to leave. Witha saddened heart I once again stood on the pier. Icouldn’t hold back the tears of despondency as Iwatched his ship until it was a. "Well, let me tell you..."Jen carefully slid the sheer stockings up her legs. She had to be extra careful because the stockings were old, and already had some runs in them. She smoothed the stockings over her legs, then attached the welts to the garters. She stood up and stepped into her heels. Then she looked at herself in the mirror. She still couldn't believe what they were going to do tonight, and what she was wearing.Jen was wearing the lingerie that she had worn on her wedding day, under.