Then it was down the elevator to have dinner in the three star restaurant. It was the first time they had been to a nice restaurant in over seven year...s. The last time was a week before their oldest child, Micheal, was born. It was now two children later. It was back up to the room after dinner where they watched a pay-per-view movie that both had wanted to see but one they couldn't take the children to.They had laid on the bed, side by side, just like they did at home every night during Leno.. ‘Shut it or I’ll revoke my invitation!’ she warned. He smiled and pulled her close in the relative privacy of the booth they were sat in. ‘No you won’t,’ he said softly before kissing her. No, she thought, I couldn’t even if I tried… * * * The house was shrouded in darkness when they crept up the back pathway to the side door. Angela had given Nicole a key and explained that it would be less intrusive if she came and went via that entrance. It led through the utility and allowed Nicole to. Five foot five with short dark brown hair that matched her eyes; she had a slim body that perfectly matched her small breasts.Jordan Carter was two years older and a half-foot taller, with gray eyes and black hair. An account manager at a local bank, he had met Heather through his older sister, Connie, who also worked at the real estate office. She and Heather were best friends and the older girl was sure the two of them would hit it off.And hit it off they had, both in and out of bed. Neither. “Er about the rest of the Hundred guineas?” Eliza queried.“In your dreams,” he retorted.“Bastard!” she replied.“You’re beautiful when you’re angry,” D’arcy reassured her. His member swelled again and before they knew it she was once again firmly screwed to the bed by his pulsing cock.“Are you insatiable?” Eliza asked.“Not usually, one shot wonder who comes too soon generally,” he apologised, “Er don’t fancy moving in with me do you?”“How big is your house in Derbyshire?” she asked.“Seventy.