What took place was, I think, a cross between not only cuckolding me but a bit of rubbing my face in the sand so to speak. No surprises Nigel promptly... rang Monica to see if it was OK for him to visit. Both James and Nigel didn't bother us too much in between our meetings and always waited until we were ready for fun and mainly contact them, them being married also required strict discretion. I never told Monica I gave to thumbs up for him to contact her for a session of sex. She later told me. I slowly felt and massaged the sides of her body. She was enjoying. I went down to her toes and massaged up to her knees. She felt good. As soon as I went upwards on her thighs she had an orgasm.I continued up to her upper thighs and then removed the towel and massaged her bum. When I removed her towel she closed her legs and I continued massaging her cheeks which she kept ooohhh aaahhh oooohh. She just loved it.I now gave her the towel and turned around asking her to turn over and cover. She mentions that Karen has been trained to accept my cock in all three of her holes. Actually she said “slut holes.” I raise my eyebrow and look to Karen. She smiles sweetly and blushes.“Karen, show your Master you tight little puckered slut hole.”“Yes Mistress,” as she turns and bends down. Her head is laying on the ground, as she reaches back and spreads her ass cheeks. I notice that there is a butt plug there. Janice tells me that Karen has been taking a plug in her ass since arrival. She. I was torn. On one hand, I wanted to see Courtney, on the other, I was silently praying that I was wrong, and he was in Savannah. Just as the waiter finished taking our order, I looked up and there he was. He didn’t see me. He walked in, no ring on his finger and he was not alone. I looked at the woman he walked in with. She definitely was not a co-worker. She was pretty. She was about 5’6, maybe 280 pounds, long dark hair. I figured it was a weave. She was wearing a tight dress and heels..