His shirt tail was out and his pants were partly down. But as I looked at the reflection in the mirror I saw something else altogether. His striped sp...orts shirt was unbuttoned all the way, revealing a bare chest, not super-athletic but nicely muscled. And OMG…he had a camera in his right hand, pointed at his reflection, while with the left hand he was massaging his hard cock. My own dick leapt to attention in my pants as I saw this, and I quietly stepped inside and latched the door behind. ..we can meet in a hotel but for two nights ..... the first night is mine, i will plan it, i will do what i want to do and you will not only accept it but embrace it, You will be given a safe word and at anytime you may use it, but should you utter it once the whole deal is off and you will dress and leave the hotel immediately. thereby forfeiting the second night, we will sign a contract for this ........ he agreed and the date was set.... he booked us a nice hotel, half way between our homes. I hoped it was a chick I thought absentmindedly rubbing my cock. I could see eye level into her apartment and if she came to the window she could see down into the cab of my truck. Thereshe was in the kitchen making coffee. I remember cursing myself for masturbating already that morning. She wore only a white housecoat and I could see her legs just barely above her couch. She set up anironing board and began ironing facing me directly. In my mind the belt of her housecoat is coming undone and. Fred hadn't been going anywhere exactly, just driving.Cindy noticed that they had left the main downtown section and were passing through a fringe area. There were lots of cheesy motels and adult theaters. She remembered reading in the newspaper that the town council was trying to get some of the places -- mostly the sex shops -- closed down.Passing one of those shops, Cindy noticed a poster that showed through the front window. A tall thin brunette stood stiffly. She was dressed in black.