We assumed initially that they were a married couple but it turned out that they weren’t. They were both New Zealanders although Becky lived here in... Brisbane. Becky’s husband, Andy, was on a long secondment to Auckland, 2300 kilometres (1400 miles) away across the Tasman Sea in New Zealand, while Leonard, whose home was in Auckland, was involved in a long term project here in Brisbane. Andy and Leonard only got to be with their wives on weekends every six weeks or so. By mutual agreement Becky. I ended up sitting on a secluded bench with a Xena-wannabe who was well up for acting the part. Earlier that evening she had challenged me to a sword fight. Her costume echoed my own revealing her tight abdomen, tight athletic thighs and fabulous breasts. We settled down to some deep talking and her hand finally settled just above my left knee. Her light touch immediately set my 'light sleeper' on fire, pushing up against the material of my loincloth. Her hand continued its course along my. .. I moved my hand slightly against her soft breast — Mum stirred and her fingers slipped from my hand, and daringly, hardly able to breathe, I gently eased my hand inside her nightdress, to hold her bare breast in my hand. I longed to squeeze it, and move my throbbing cock against her bottom, but I wasn’t brave enough, and contented myself with just feeling her like that.It was over a week later that I went into her room late one evening when she was out. I’d been getting ready for bed, and. With his back still covered with soap, Amy leaned her heavy breasts up against him, and slid them around so that he could feel the nipples sliding across his skin. Then, still leaning up against him, she reached around to the front, added more soap to her hands, and began pumping Vince’s stiffening shaft while rubbing her pussy and hips against his ass.“Holy shit, Amy….you really know what you’re doing. That feels great,” Vince moaned.Amy kept stroking Vince’s prick from behind, using one hand.