It was a help. I worked the front counter and it was not hard but it was long hours for not alot of money. Then one night one of the guys walked off t...he job. We were really busy but managed to get most of everything done. I had helped to deliver several orders and we had one more so I took it as it was on my way home. I stopped by the hotel and went to the room. It was two younger guys, well younger than me as I am in my mid forties. I think they were here hunting. They let me in, I was hoping. The lights are dim; light enough to see what’s happening and dark enough to sit quietly and not be observed too much. I can watch her flirting and dancing with other guys, sometimes kissing them. Perfect for us. We love this game. The excitement spirals. We come home, make love and explode.But tonight, it’s different. Elizabeth decides to go out on her own. She’ll text and tell me what she’s doing. When she wants to. I can only reply. She tells me in a voice that brooks no argument, to lie. Since my left side was facing him, he could see inside without my having to hold it open."Get back to work. I'm not paying you to stare at me."Another snort and he went back to work - although his entry speed seemed to slack off quite a bit.Once I had the blouse off, I reached back and unhooked the bra, letting it droop forward onto my arms. His eyes wandered over to me but his hands kept busy.I lifted the front, took it off and dropped it into his lap. He stopped again, but my raised eyebrow. It would have been impossible to go out with somebody like him before." What attracted or attracts you to him?" she asked."Well, of course, you can see he's the hottest guy out there."She looked at me with surprise and quickly covered it up by smiling. "I can see that," she said slowly."I'm just screwing with you," I said.She laughed. "You know, he actually is kind of adorable. The way he thinks about things and the stuff he knows. And he is pretty funny. That's quite a package." I guess you.