She laid next to me and started stroking my now hard cock. She said the first day it was a boring conference in a large room with lots of speakers. Th...e evening was very formal so she put on her black dress with stockings. She said during the night she had several offers for a nightcap but turned them all down, although she had been tempted by some of the fit looking younger men from different departments. She went to her room where she got one of her sex toys and fucked herself till she came. Things went down from there. I was at fault, living my secret life, but refused to face it. Though I didn’t admit it, even to myself, my affair with Harry had become more than just sex. I had developed emotional ties, and certainly a sexual need for him. I imagine this is the danger of all affairs. Something I had not anticipated, and refused to recognize or face head on. Frank wasn't extremely observant, but he also wasn't an idiot. Eventually he smelled a rat and he took steps to confirm. She suddenly started making little grunting moans as I felt her love potion started flowing as she pulled her dress from beneath her to keep it from getting wet. “You’re cumin already.” I said as I felt it squirting out as her body quivering “Uh-huh. It feels so good.” She replied as she jerked me harder. I kept massaging her until she finished. I was ready to shoot my load. I didn’t try to hold back. “Get ready, hear I cum.” I told her. She laughed as she quickly dropped her. "Paul, his body isn't dead it's in a coma. The bodies we get are John Does and people who will never be missed. Take your new body for example. She is a twenty three year old immigrant girl from Russia. No family or friends no close ties. She is a ghost to the world. When you arrive on the other side your new life will be there new car some money a small business. You'll have your teaching certificate and a fresh start. Beats being a two time loser with the Mafia on his tail." Klost grinned at.