Gatsby couldn’t have put on anything more alluring or grand and the evening was absolutely fantastic. Yes, our friends were now into drugs where Cha...s and I just weren’t, there was also a lot more cross-couple flirtation than I’d remembered but it seemed innocent enough and I reminded myself that it was a big world out there with a lot of ways to live life, heck, it wasn’t like I was a prude or anything like that! Truth is, by the time Chas and I got back to our room we were so intoxicated with. As desperately as she wanted to roll over and kiss him, the feel of his slowly-softening cock inside her was mesmerizing. She refused to even twitch before she had to endure the emptiness of its eventual departure from her body. Clamping his cock with her vaginal muscles in an effort to hold it in her as long as possible, she felt her Dad jump at the unexpected contraction on his semi-hard erection, but it eventually popped loose. She issued an involuntary moan of disappointment as she lost. I shut the door behind me and instantly collapsed back against it and slid to the floor, my knees having turned to Jello and my stomach doing backflips and threatening to send back the burger, fries, and milkshake I’d eaten at Marie’s. I wrapped my arms around my knees and tried to stop shaking, but I couldn’t. Tears began streaming down my face and I began sobbing. About two minutes later there was a knock at the door.“Mike, it’s Mom.”I half-rolled, half-scooted out of the way, and called for. There was a hockey rink nearby and that provided wintertime customers for the complex. Other attractions, including its proximity to the waterfront, provided tourist traffic in other parts of the year.Jim pulled up, handed his keys to the valet and went inside.“Your party is waiting, Mr. Olsen.” Jim was escorted to his table.“Thank you, Andre.”A year ago Jim would never have been caught dead in this place. He didn’t have the money or the looks to dine here. Now, however, he had both. He kissed.