Although this cooled her a little, she became more uncomfortable with the wet sticky sweat on her legs. At first, she tried to brush her legs with her... hands, but it made no difference as she was wearing tights. As there was no room to remove them in the driver's seat, she moved to the passenger seat and pushed it back. While she was out of the car, she looked around and found herself all alone and free from prying eyes.Feeling comfortable that she was alone, Gillian tried to pull off her. ”“Where?”“Our vacation, dummy. The one we seem to remember coincides with your annual leave?”“The vacation of yours you haven’t told me about?”Lindsey grinned sheepishly, “Well, we were going to, eventually…”Belinda said, “Yes, you should come with us! It’ll be so much fun.”Lindsey added, “We have a small cabin rented and everything. No skiing, but there are a couple of hills you can sled on for a little while.”I readily agreed and listened eagerly to the details, and only as I walked home. Oh GOD! She look super sexy in that dress. I asked her to come in and made her sit down on my bed. She asked me if she could leave early. I asked her why to which she replied by saying that she was tired and that she was at the hospital all night because her brother was sick.She was sitting on my bed. I moved in and started massaging her shoulders, at first she looked at me with shock but did not tell me to stop. After a while she started moaning. I could not control myself, my dick had become. He knew how to use a rubber right, he knew a doctor who fitted me for a diaphragm. And he sure did something for me; God, it was great sex! Then, one day his wife came home early, and caught us. That wasn't good." I imagine not," I said quietly.I heard a huffed sigh. "But, I'd learned the lessons I needed to learn. After that, the sex still ranged from bad to good to beyond good; then I met someone I really liked, and we got married. Now and again, my husband lets me jump the fence. Get out a.