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He looked at me like I was kidding, then when I didn’t laugh, he sighed.
“Hurry and go,” he pointed to a spot beyond the trees.
“Do you have any toilet paper?” I asked.
He shook his head.
“Wipes?” I continued hopefully.
He shook his head once again.
“Fast food napkins?” I was persistent.
“I have those!” PD ran to his truck, grabbed a whole stack about ten inches thick, and brought them to me.
I took three, causing him to laugh.
“Thank you,” I said softly, hurrying to the spot he told me to go.
I hurriedly pulled my waders down my legs, struggling the entire time to get them where I needed them.
Then, with a little bit of acrobatics, I hunched down and relieved myself, holding the tail ends of the waders that went up and over my shoulders in my teeth just in case.
I shivered, shaking as the cool air met my ass and vagina.
“You done?” Drew’s amused voice asked from behind me.
I jumped up, turned, and hastily wiped myself before I pulled my panties up and over my ass.
“Jesus, Drew,” I said. “Couldn’t you have announced yourself?”
His grin said he clearly didn’t care that I was embarrassed, and he walked to me.
“I’m taking that as a yes,” he said, pulling my waders back up and over my jacket.
I glared while he did it, but he wasn’t the least bit affected by my scowl.
“Ready now?” He tilted his head in question.
I nodded, still unsure about all this.
I was still mad at him…wasn’t I?
But it was so easy to forget that he was still married.
He was so nice and attentive.
And I’d slept with a married man! I was such a slut!
But when he grabbed me by the arm and wrapped his large one around me, I instantly forgot about the fact that I was mad at him.
“You’ll sit up here,” he pointed to a seat that was at the front of the boat.
I started to climb up the boat, but he picked me up around the waist and deposited me where he wanted me, then emphasized the move with a slap on the ass.
I yelped, turning to him and giving him another frown.
“Hey!” I growled, instilling as much venom into my voice as I could.
