She handed one of the wine glasses to Syren.Brandi popped the cork off of the wine bottle and poured some wine in both of their glasses."So, how have ...you been since your husband's funeral?" Syren asked."I'm doing fantastic, actually! The first two years was really rough, but ever since Ricky and I have been getting along really great recently, things have been better than ever!" Brandi said."Well, that's good! How's your sex life been going? Have you been having any type of kinky sex recently?". .. ," I withdrew my fingers, and wiped them across her upper lip. "No, you may not come." I spun around and went back outside.After another five minutes of shooting baskets, I repeated the little assault on her pussy, and her senses. Five minutes later, I did it again. By the fourth repetition, I could hear her starting to whimper as soon as I got close; when I touched her pussy, tears started rolling down her cheeks, so frustrated was she at not being allowed to come. Once again I rubbed her. Even wearing her mask I could see her eyes were radiant and her skin was even darker than usual. I think she was smiling when she asked, “is there anything I can do to help you Keith?” then that wink that indicates this naughty girl wants more naughty.Thinking carefully I responded, “yeah, I have a load of stuff I really need to get taken care of, it’s urgent. I know it’s getting late but I hope you can help.” “Oh Keith, my job is office support; I’ll do anything to keep the office running. Lifting her head she looked out to sea.There! A speck of white, not on the horizon, but just below it.Carefully she raised the tube and used it to focus on the area of the horizon where she thought that speck might be. She passed by it twice, seeing it, but unable to stop the telescope in time. Then it was there, in the middle of the round view. She focused and a clipper ship leapt into view, it’s four masts full of white sails. She could clearly see black dots in the rigging, dots she knew had.