During the meal she was generous in keeping our wine glasses topped up. We took our sweet time dining, as she regaled us with stories of others. We, s...he said, had often been seen walking together holding hands. At that Rachael and I made eye contact, and I detected a hint of a smile on her face. When she went to bring out the dessert, this gave Rachael an opportunity to whisper, “Looks like we weren’t as discreet enough as we thought we were.” Once she had returned and served the dessert,. He said "you look so fucking hot in that . Your uniform really hides your hot little body". He pushed up against me grinding his obviously hard dick against my stomach.He grabbed me in his arms then and let his hands start to explore my body. I have always been submissive with men I like usually doing whatever they want to do. I m sure that is why my husband gave me the condoms expecting me to let my friend fuck me. Rick(my friend) started kissing me hard, pulling up his shirt, and my tank top. I looked at the scattered campfires down toward the cold river, asked my officer if he was sure and got a good scalding.I walked my old horse around the British camps, saw some artillery parks, avoided the smoking sentries without any trouble since I could smell them at a hundred yards, led my horse through an alley and knocked on the Snyder's narrow back door. As good a time as any, I decided, feeling reasonably healthy and hopefully randy. Felicity let me in with a half-shuttered lamp in one. As it was approaching lunchtime, I went back to Tranquillity bearing crusty bread, cheese, lettuce and tomato, plus a stack of vegetables; I fancied soup for supper. I was in the cabin building my baguette and heard steps on my boarding plank, then the foredeck. A familiar face peered in. “Hey, Skipper. Okay to visit?”“Sure! Come in. Sandwich?”She grinned. “Watcha got?”“Crusty baguettes, Wensleydale cheese, tomato and lettuce. Salad cream.”“Great!”We were soon settled with mugs of tea – herbal.