....the kids.....present."Bert interjected, "Well, I think that we are all on the same page andyou, Mr. Benson, may put the steaks on the grill."-----...-------------------Alexis pulled himself out of his claw footed, antique enameled irontub. With the large bath towel supported by his first class breastimplants, walked over to his vanity and sat down moon the velvetcovered, padded bench, blew himself a kiss and flashed his studdedtongue in the mirror. Unwrapping his towel and letting it drape. This was unexpected but with a certain mood in the room and the levels of intoxication I followed suit, only this time kissing her on the lips, they felt nice and soft. We both smiled.She shuffled over and sat on the arm of my chair, her petite form and nice legs in black leggings got me excited as we kissed a little more, her hand on my shoulder as mine lay on her knee, small kisses turned to lingering which in turn moved into the realm of passion. Before we knew it we were making out while. It was in the same area as my old one, because I liked the neighbourhood and, if anything, it was even nicer than Claire’s. But I had made sure not to choose an apartment in the same block as Claire: that would have made life just too awkward.I was still ass-fucking Claire on a regular basis. Mostly it was in the Cleaning Manager’s office. Claire was desperately hunting for husband and babyfather material; she found plenty of candidates who measured up in the physical sense, but nobody who. They concluded their meal and climbed back to the rooms. Dominic escorted her to the door. He didn’t try to kiss her, instead bringing her hand to his lips. When he straightened, he gave Lisa a charming smile. ‘It has been a pleasure spending the evening with you.’ Lisa could not help the disappointment she felt when she understood that he had no intention of prolonging their evening. ‘Goodnight, Lisa.’ A kiss on her left cheek, soft as a whisper, soft as his voice. It only sharpened the sting.