“Of course. It’s not fun if I don’t claim victory, break you, and leave you an empty husk.” She smiled. I turned back to Sam. The power flicke...red. It stayed off. Alex recaptured my attention and said: “Fair warning: I mount my trophies.”“I’m getting you all a cup of hot chocolate the moment I can power a kettle.” I yawned down onto the floor across from Alex. And there was light and He saw that it was good.“Finally!” Alex exulted. She started shuffling the game deck.“Yeah, those guys out in. Someone was snoring."In here." I whispered."But there is someone..." So keep quiet." I advised, pushing his hands against the wall and pulling his pants past his hips."But my brother..." He whispered frantically."I nailed him already." It was a lie, but Right Angel relaxed."Let me suck der penis first." He sighed."Can't wait." I unzipped, popped out and shoved into him.He cried out at first, then tried to stifle it."You ok?" I groaned softly. Not that I would have stopped."So good!" He moaned.. All he needed to do was to put himself entirely in her hands, to trust her absolutely and completely and it would be alright. Everything would be. Henry nodded again and watched his new mistress walk away to the rest rooms. There was something calming, comforting about having the decision made for him. There would be time to make his confession later, much later, after he had made amends and repaired the damage. The ladies room was empty. This was not essential but made the next step much. I work at them as you undo your belt. I slip the shirt off your shoulders, and run my hands over your chest and down your abdomen to the waist band of your trousers. I undo the button, and ease the fly down to reveal your erection. I gently push your trousers down over your hips and I marvel at your wonderful body. We both are well into middle age, yet when we are together, we feel like teenagers, and the ravages of time have no effect on the way we feel about each other, or the way we want.