But I wasn’t mistaken was I, and slipping my hand down inside my panties I found that I wasn’t just wet I was soaking and when I pulled out may ha...nd I grazed my clit and nearly came there and then. “Bloody Bitch”, I mumbled “what does she know”. Disgusted in myself I shut the laptop down and stuck on a film. The problem was I was aching down below for that orgasm I’d nearly had but the ache was strongly tempered with disgust at how the ache had come about. “Fucking hell” I shouted “I do not get. I’ll go home, do laundry and hang out at home. Bright and early Monday morning, I’ll be back.’ ‘If that’s what you want to do, fine. You can stay here with us, if you like. You are family, you know? Not just an employee.’ ‘That’s kind, but I should go.’ ‘Tell me what’s going on in your head, please.’ ‘You sound like my husband used to sound. Ok. Other than the blow you got in the bathroom the other morning I’ve seen and heard no sign of any sexual activity. I think it’s because you three don’t. Gemma stayed by my side as we walked amongst the many that had stayed for the concert. I asked her where she was from, and then laughed when she told me, only twenty miles from me, I had passed it on the way here. Gem looked at me so oddly I had to tell her why. She smiled too. ‘Where are you staying?’ Gemma suddenly asked me. ‘I’m camping in the field beyond the grandstand, near the hotel.’ I replied, wondering where she was going with this line of questioning. ‘We’re all at the Hotel.’ She. I guess I’m fully committed now, right?), and finally my panties. (I’m dying out here!!! Thank goodness for this unusually warm weather!) But, I was also so darned hot I had a very hard time stripping him as slowly and carefully as he did for me. In the end, I nearly ripped his damned clothes off! We sat there a moment, nude, and then made love, each of us doing all the things the other loves and taking just as much pleasure. Our eleven years of experience together clearly showed in all we did..