My body sweated from every pore and my T-shirt stuck to my back. There was an empty bottle of water next to me on the table behind an overflowing asht...ray. I stared at the blank page on my laptop and swore at it once again. My mind was blank, no ideas, not even a whiff of one. I looked up as voices reached me from the entrance to the small bed and breakfast where I was staying.It was run by a family, dad, mom, and two teenaged daughters. The guests stayed in little cabins that had been erected. As I caught my eyes wandering down her breasts to her skirt, her hand which I had gently moved fell into my lap. As pleased as I was, I was also getting nervous now. What if she woke up, what if she screamed, what if...oh the hell with the what if's I will simply sit here and enjoy it while it last. Pulling the blanket over us both as to not draw attention, I reached down and unzipped my pants, allowing my cock to spring forth, landing into her hand. I lifted my hands back above the blanket so. I got a call and got busy for a while on that and when I came back she had left.The next day she pinged me at around 11.Sushma: HiMe: HelloSushma: How are you?Me: Fine. You?Sushma: GoodSushma: Can I ask you something?Me: Sure.Sushma: How do you know that a man is a Cuckold?Me: Makes wife wear sexy clothes and likes to show off his pride possession.Sushma: Really?Me: Yes. Why?Sushma: I think Rahul is Cuckold.Me: Rahul? Who is he? Your neighbour?Sushma: My hubbyMe: Cool.Sushma: Isn’t it bad?. .?The plus-sized secretary spun Charlene around to face her. ?It?s not inmy nature to force you to do anything, just so you know. I?m justoffering advice because I do want to help you. When you?ve made up yourmind about the paralegal thing, text me. Whether it?s a yes or a no,text me. Please.?Charlene nodded. ?Okay.?Tamara pressed her lips against Charlene?s forehead. ?Be careful outthere.?As Charlene stood in the elevator going down to the lobby level of theoffice building, she found herself.