The first person I thought of was my boss, Henry. Henry is in his mid-fifties, and we traveled together every few weeks or so, usually staying in hote...ls for two or three nights on each trip. He was always complaining that his wife had lost interest in sex, and he routinely hit on the waitresses and other ladies in the bars we frequented.Henry never seemed to have any luck in connecting with a lady for sex, which is the case for most traveling men, and I knew that he was always horny. We were on. Two handsome and devoted Goldens that made up for in loyalty what they lacked in intelligence. She knew that were he truly home they would be the first to race the path, falling over each other in fits of snorts and mock fierceness. Each wished to be the first to greet him in delight and bodies quivering ‘sit’ when they were told and wait to be petted. She had all she could do sometimes to stay in bed and not try to beat them up the path. When he finally did come, she thought it was a dream as. I was going to wait for him to make the first move but then decided I would. Reaching my foot underneath the table, I began running it up and down his leg. Then reaching further placed my foot on his chair right next to his cock. Looking at me, he simply smiled. As we finished eating, I began to get up and clear the dishes. However, he stopped me, ‘We can worry about those later.’ We were standing in the dining room when he went to kiss me. He placed his lips over mine softly kissing me at. Her carefully thought-out plan of action was going out the window. Jennifer got out of bed and quickly removed her night clothes. She left her room, completely naked and desperately determined to get what she wanted. She paused momentarily at Ryan's door, listening for any sound from inside that would indicate whether or not he was still up. She heard nothing.Quietly Jennifer opened the door and entered her son's bedroom. She could immediately tell that he was asleep. She listened to his gentle.