The questionnaire indicated that Emma was married.Ron thought about this assignment and while he didn't have any qualms in taking out a married lady h...e would make sure his spy pen and spy wrist watch were operational. He accepted the assignment but wonder a little what he was in store for. Emma being married and hiring an escort told him how he thought the evening would end.Emma lived in a large house in a gated community. When she answered the door Ron was surprised. While she was dressed to. ..It fascinated me. I would never hurt her, don't get me wrong, but I enjoyed seeing her being the puppet this time. I started to feel my pants get a little tighter with each second of me thinking about what I was going to do to this poor innocent angel. My icy glare peered into her eyes, and I half smiled before pushing her onto her back, and I pinned her wrists down. I sat ontop of her, my legs spread on either side of her, I knew by the look on her face she could feel my erection. The skinny. With a cat. You'll like her, Kaylee's pretty hot. She's a nice girl, laid-back and uninhibited." "Sounds like my type." "She's my type too. I've fucked her you know." Once again, despite the events of the evening I was still capable of being a bit shocked. "You've fucked Kaylee?" I asked. "Mmmm, a few times recently." "I didn't know you were bisexual sis." "I'm not really. I was at Kaylee's not long after I'd been dumped and we were having a few drinks, and we just ended up kissing then went. It all seemed like some kind of dream. Never though in my wildest dreams would I have been able to dream any of this up. I rolled over to my side thinking that would help me fall asleep but I had no luck. It did not help that Carrie was taking up almost all of the bed and their aunt Susan snored so loud it sounded like their was a giant truck in the middle of the bedroom. I needed silence, I needed to be able to sleep. I eventually crawled out of the bed and made my way down to the living room..