He groaned loud and clenched his butt cheeks with every spurt until he was spent, reaching around to hold her tight, hands on breasts pulling her into... him. Then no movement, only hard breathing.She looked at me, teary eyed and sucking down air while she smiled her big smile and turned around to kiss him, pulling him close and making out so lovingly while they held each other close. She took his cock in hand and slid the condom off before dropping it to the floor, it was pretty full and. I could see her shoes on a mat by the door, so I kicked my shoes off as we introduced ourselves. My sense of humor jumped right into gear."So, you're a lot smaller and prettier than I remember from the last time we met," I joked."I was covered in mud and I don't think we ever stood side by side," she laughed."It's not that," I said. "I bet I could lift you with one arm, now, but I seem to recall struggling to drag you even an inch."She laughed indignantly."I don't know if you took time to. He hugged me, and kissed me. It was the best kiss I'd ever had. "Thank you, Donna." he said."You'll need a name." I said. "Can't call you Emilien when you're like this."Simone," he said. Only it wasn't in his voice. He'd changed it to a deep contralto. It fit him, her perfectly. Both the name and the voice."Simone? I like it. So, Simone, how about we go out to dinner?" Sounds Lovely" she said.The next half hour Simone spent practicing how to walk in heels, and I dressed up. I made reservations. And she finds it, hidden behind a stack of books. Housekeepers are smart, aren’t they? I expected that.She turns the envelope upside down and opens it, clumsily. The pictures fall on the ground. She picks them up. And then she sees me. She has this strange look, with a twisted smile on her face. She collects the five selfies and puts the other ones on the bed. She grabs the chair, sits down and starts looking at them. On the screen, I see her right hand holding the pictures whilst the left one.