Not only that, but as my olfactory senses warmed back to life, I could smell the delicate scent of roses. Frowning curiously, I wandered over to the s...taircase, finding a folded note at its base, before a path of rose petals leading upwards.Hey, babe, it said. I know you've had a tough week and today didn't work out the way you planned. So here's a bit of a surprise, from me to you. S.I was taken aback. Sean had always doted on me, but this was new, even from him. I'd always been the younger. Even his face was long and thin. I told him my problem and he took me to see the Big Man. He was about twice my age, and wasn’t so big. He was probably 5’9” but was nicely built. You could see he worked out. Whereas Moe was pale blond, this guy was dark and from his five o’clock shadow you could tell he was hairy. He had some sort of thick accent I couldn’t place. I imagined he was from southern Italy or Sicily, or who knows, maybe North Africa. He just said his name was John, which I didn’t. Sticking my tongue in her ear, I could feel her quiver. "That tickles!" She mumbled.. Without collecting our clothes, I led her right upstairs to my master bedroom. My wife was out of town for a week so I knew I could do the laundry tomorrow. Although I felt a little bad for cheating the guilt instantly dissolved when I got Laura on all fours and took her pussy from behind. I told her to put her hand in the top drawer of my nightstand and give me the tube of lubricant. She did so and I squeezed. Blushing, she put both hands over her face and leaned over my shoulder to laugh, and in concurrence, she groaned, “Me too, baby.” This new term of endearment surprised me, but I loved it.Pressing my mouth to her ear I whispered, “I’m gunna take you to my bed to fuck you, okay?” She nodded into my neck while she licked it. In one motion I stood up, holding one of her cheeks in each hand.Her ass shaking and spreading wide, she slid down so that I was as deep as I could go. Walking to the bedroom.