She was wearing a pair of plain white high heels pumps."Please sit down", she said, "Would you care for a drink?" I nodded, and she poured from a pit...her on the table. I couldn't help staring at her breasts and thick thighs under those layers of filmy nylon as we talked. "When will you come to pick up my consignment?", she asked. I told her I would have the warehouse guys clear a space the next day, and would load her things myself. We chatted about a variety of things, then she turned. I suppose you enjoyed your cuddle with Jerry in the back of the boat while we suffered untold pains in the cabin." Rachel arrived for work a little later than usual and didn't look to have fully recovered from her ordeal. "No doubt he deliberately took us through that storm to get close to you with us out of the way."The hint that Jerry had gone out of our way deliberately to go through the storm, caused me to bristle with indignation. "On the contrary," I snapped back with unusual venom. Amy moved, so her knees were straddling his head and her ass pointed toward the massive tool. Amy reached her hand between her legs and began to rub her fingers around her pussy lips. She moaned as the blood began to circulate through her clit. She slipped two fingers deep inside and moved them around until the wetness inside became audible. Amy slowly slid her fingers out and rubbed her pussy lips with the moisture. Amy used her two wet fingers to part her pussy lips as she slowly moved back. “I’ll give you a tour later. Right now, why don’t you get comfortable and meet me out at the pool?” Then she disappeared down the hallway.Felicity looked around her room in amazement. It was huge. A large four poster bed stood against one wall between two sets of French doors. On the other side of the doors, she saw a balcony with table and chairs. She had her own private bath and a softly padded chaise. It was all so opulent compared to what she was accustomed to.She decided to unpack.