A few more drinks made us looser. We were touching hands playfully and tapping shoulders. She was finding excuses to touch me as much as I was.I must mention I was in a serious relationship too at that point, but this was turning me on more than I had imagined. She was holding the tip of my middle finger and playing with it between her fingers casually while we were talking.“So, I wanna know more about the attention you have me the night after the party,” she said, breaking my trance.“Well, I had good reason” I winked (or something less stupid)“What reason?”“I don’t know. Right now I can think of two.” I said, my eyes indicating at her boobs. (what the fuck is making me say these things, I thought.) she didn’t get it at first. Then she looked down to where my eyes were indicating and looked up with such a half-angry half-naughty smirk that it got my instantly uncomfortable in my pants. And she was pressing the tip of my middle finger hard. (say something. Please say. That's all she needed.Stopping she got out and looked back down the trail, there was a line of oil marking her progress. With another sigh she got her cell phone to call the agency. No signal, a dead zone back in the mountains she figured. She sat back down in the car and put the top up but left the doors open for a breeze. Looking up at the sky she could see dark clouds moving over the mountains. Great, rain is what I need now she thought.She was going to rest for a while and try walking back to the county road, hoping to get a signal on her cell phone or since she didn't bring the key back maybe they would send somebody out to check.With nothing else to do she thought back over her life in the past few years. She was really disappointed her marriage failed. She thought George really loved her but she found out he was playing around. She shook her head at the fact she thought she was in love with him also but in the end she figured she really didn't. He was a good lover though. He.
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