Slipping out the door, she heard the automatic lock click when she shut it. Her eyes never met mine, and they never left the swell of my breasts or the curve of my belly while she prepared me for the bath. Between the splayed cheeks of her athletic bum my inquiring fingers found the object of Roger's affection. She pulled a pin out of her hair and opened the lock. She sighed, beginning to feel relaxed. She started. He had on a pair of white cutoffs, with an incredibly big bulge behind the zipper. He snatched a handful of her dark linen dress and tore it down the front. Her breathing was ragged now, her lips hung slightly open to suck in what air they could to help her ride this wondrous new sensations along the shoals of utter madness. I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth.