Gradually the sounds and smells of theirlust subsided, as one by one they fell asleep.Mrs Barnes tiptoed to our side. She confessed she hadwatched the... whole scene from her office and had noticedthat neither Clare nor I had joined in the orgy. “Wouldyou both like to come up to my bedroom, where I canpromise such good customers a special treat?” Of course,we agreed at once. She brought us to a bedroom door on the first floor ofthe hotel. “And here is your treat,” she said. Her hands were trembling. Martha's sharp commentsreminded him of the old Martha before she got sick. The old'no nonsense' Martha was still inside her. Johanna knew betterthan to argue with her. He would lose.The rest of breakfast went quietly. No one said anything else aboutJohanna's predicament but Martha watched her former husband's hands tremble.Inwardly she felt compassion for him, and sorry for what she had justsaid. She had to be more sensitive to his plight and help him adjust."But how?". Wearing a white dress shirt and black bra that barely kept her large double d breasts inside with red slacks and red bottom heels. She sure was a real femme fatale. My interest was definitely piqued at this moment."Please sit, both of you," She said pointing to the chairs.I sat in a chair across from the desk. Kimiko sat on the couch against the wall."My, Kimiko, so this is the one you were telling me about. He sure is impressive. I was beginning to think you made him up and he would never. It was like a bolt from the blue.'Seen many trouser snakes then, Bill?' I jokingly enquired.'Oh, yes. Especially in my younger days.' he said with a wistful glint in his eye.Well, well. I never would have guessed. That would explain his time in the likes of Thailand.Perhaps it was the alcohol in my system, but I felt quite bold, and the blood flowing slowly to my cock was giving me a sense of urgency.'Do you want to play with mine, then?' I said to Bill, looking for his reaction.A grin crossed.