Far from new as you can see, but still pretty damn impressive.’ ‘Hell yeah it is, how big is this place?’ ‘Five bedrooms, six and a half bathr...ooms, four car garage…pretty damn big. Picked it up for half what it’s worth.’ ‘Damn, I hope so. It’s a Goddamn hotel.’ ‘Hardly. Not much over five thousand square feet. Now another question. You’ve done weddings right?’ ‘Oh hell yeah. Oh, you’re going to rent the place out for weddings.’ ‘Not exactly, but you’re close. I’m still working on those details. She would have to speak to Bob Reed alone, and she was looking forward to the chance.If Owen had known what his wife was thinking, he wouldn't have felt so guilty about his own thoughts. He wanted to talk to Tina again, and had been wanting to all week. Things just hadn't been possible, though. He sensed the presence of Bob every time he went past the Reed home, and the last thing he wanted to do was pay Tina a visit with her husband around."Oh... Owen," Rita said, walking to her husband and. This morning she had been forced to make a choice -- she could miss breakfast and have a good come, or she could forego the pleasures of her pussy for those of her tummy. Mary had a healthy appetite and she could smell bacon and coffee. Furthermore, having just awakened, she had not had time to think the sort of thoughts that usually got her cunt smoldering. Anyhow, she reasoned, she could always fingerfuck later on if she wanted to. So she went down to breakfast.Then she had wandered out to. She could not remember the last time a stranger, a man had touched her. She could feel how she was flushing and that really annoyed her. She would have liked to appear cool, at all times. “We talked about things like this, “ he said, “ I am sure you remember that”She frowned. She did, but that had not been person to person, but by e-mail. This was very different, even though she had a suspicion that her husband was seeing some-one on the side. Ayse looked at the man for a brief moment, then.