When Sturgill opened his own business near Boston he adopted the idea. He had seen first hand how good it was for morale when he worked for his dad, a...nd the same was true up North. Sturgill had rented part of a campground when they first started the retreats, but the last few years they’d been held on his own property, one-hundred acres of New Hampshire woodland, at the edge of a beautiful mountain lake. His holdings included four small islands, three of them just rocky ledge with a few trees. She rested her head on my shoulder and put her hand over the one that covered her breast. She turned and gave me a light kiss on the cheek and settled back on my shoulder again. I looked over at my wife and Tom and saw that her hand was playing with his cock-sack the way she loves to do after one of our fucks when she has had a great orgasm. Idly letting the fingers separate the stones, feeling them glide away and back. And letting a contempt sigh escape her lips with irregular intervals. I saw. ” Billy lied. This wasperfect, he told himself. He had interrupted hermasturbation, hopefully ensuring that she would beincredibly horny.“I think I can handle that” Tracey was busy staring athis body, and trying to sneak peeks at Billy’spackage… I could do more than handle that cock…“Thanks then. See you in the morning.” Bill bent downfor peck that his aunt always used for greetings andgoodbyes. Instead of their lips just brushing however,Bill. Lisa just smiled and put an arm around me and gave me a bit of shakeand I leaned my head against his shoulder."Well" Lisa said after moment. "Why don't we go wild then? Yourobviously enjoying yourself, let's see how you feel about this."While I took off the shoes and the dress Lisa was busy going throughher dresser, without turning around she said to take everything off.When she turned around again I was standing there naked. Smiling shehanded me a purple lace pushup bra. After I put that on.