Something was going on between Joe and MaryAnn. There was a connection there; I just couldn't put my finger on it.The next morning at breakfast, Joe a...pproached me before MaryAnn came downstairs."I want to apologize for my behavior last night. I'm afraid I got a little melancholy and had too much to drink." Nothing to worry about, no harm was done." Thank you."After breakfast I went to my desk to check out a couple of things. There on my chair was an envelope. It was addressed to me marked. She wriggled her toes in his lap until the waitress came with the check. She slid her foot slowly back down his leg and bent to put her shoe back on. He straightened himself as she got up and headed toward the exit. Her ass swayed from side to side as she walked sensuously, her mini skirt swaying high on her legs. When they got in the car the skirt rose higher, and Jim could see the tip of her white panties peeking out. He patted her thighs, running his hand between her legs. She scooted. He was cooing in pleasure as her soft hands worked on his cock and balls. He felt her tongue lick his nob and he thought he was going to cum. She reached for his nipples and pulled and pinched them as he moaned in total pleasure.She then jumped off the bed, saying give me a minute honey, I want to get ready for you. He wondered what she was doing and seen as how he couldn't see, it only made him more horny. A minute later she climbed back onto the bed, saying open your mouth for me honey. He. Old though it might have been, the structure seemed very stable. When we reached the top, I realized how much bigger the whole thing was than I had originally expected. It was roughly fifteen feet by fifteen, and completely flat on all sides. Paul turned and looked at me, raising his eyebrows and shrugging up his arms as if to say eh? Isn’t it great?“The tent is for some added privacy,” he remarked, “protection from the elements, all that.”My tent would do neither of those things, having no.