Well in view of many people, I might add."Mmm," she purred. "Trying to make a statement, are you?" Not entirely," I winked. "Let's go find Patti. We n...eed to thank her, big time." We found her in short order."Help me up out of this chair, will ya, Dreamy?" Patti smiled. "I wanna give you a real hug."So, I reached down, put my arms around her, and lifted her up. She responded with a full-body hug. Then, she put both hands on the side of my face, and kissed me, hard, right on the mouth. Finally,. "I'm your mistress not your wife," she responded, I thought a littlehopefully."The last time I looked we were married and you were my loving wife,are you telling me that we're not married?" SHIRLEY! SHIRLEY!" She was shouting urgently at the top of hervoice.In a minute or so Shirley entered the room followed by her 'investor'so I took a photo of him and sent that as well."Monique's just told me that we're married and he's taken a photo of usin bed, you said that he wouldn't know." What's the. “Is that okay?”“Extremely. I turned off the radio and listened to you.”She looked down at my crotch, then ran her fingers across the bulge of my erection. “You’re very hard. I thought you were gay.”I shrugged. “I am, but erotic is erotic. You’re incredible.”“I liked that you were watching me. Would you like that blowjob now?”“Leah, no…”“A handjob, then? Pretend I’m a guy!”“Really, you don’t have to. I mean, it’s fine…” She was unzipping me even as I objected, and before I could finish she’d. All about, others either floated in specially designed float-chairs that looked next to impossible to tip over. But even more functionally perhaps, was how easy it appeared to sit in one, especially if one was in the mood for a bit of oral pleasuring while simply sitting there. More than one woman sat, floating about with either a man or woman between her legs, orally servicing her. One or two men were as well, which again to me looked quite exciting as well as relaxing in a way, and I made a.