I guess he too needed to release. I gave him a quick smile, said ‘excuse me’ and then sort of squeezed myself out of the place. He smiled back and... got in and locked the door. I should have kept walking back to my seat but something made me pause. I looked around, it was quite dark with night lights on only. I then realized that the toilet opposite to mine was empty. If he wanted to, he could have used that instead of waiting for me to come out. I stepped back and for no apparent reason leaned. Jeff imagined the rise and fall of Audrey’s body as she rode Donald in a reverse cowgirl position. Their pace was slow and steady, up and down, not unlike the oscillating motion of a wooden horse on a carousel. Audrey rode well and the imagined sex was breathtaking. After a long time of slow steady oscillation, Audrey’s body began moving with more purpose. The upward motion was still a steady uuuuuuuuuup but the downward was a slamming down, her body literally hammering itself onto Donald’s. We had been there a couple of years when one afternoon I bumped into my old friend. She had bought a house close to mine, we chatted for hours and I was surprised to hear she had divorced, I was even more surprised when she told me that the marriage had ended due to her having an affair. This was the girl that I thought to be a prude and very uptight! Time had obviously changed her quite a bit.I saw her from then on a couple of times a week and we always talked about our younger days, I joked. If a more perfect woman existed, I could not imagine it. She was 18, had a rock hard body, and a pair of gorgeous knockers that stood out proud from her chest. I had often fucked my wife thinking about Becky, and actually wondered sometimes if my wife had chosen her as our babysitter so that I might be able to have some fun with her.But this story really isn't about me and Becky, but what happened afterward. I did get home a lot earlier than expected, and told Becky that she could either.