My impromptu solo session has me running late, so I run downstairs, throw on a pair of boots and make my way to the hotel. ........ I feel as though t...he young man behind the reception desk knows exactly why I'm here as I ask for the key to your room. My bare shoulder, showing the strap of my bra, seems to have caught his eye, and as our eyes meet when he hands over the little key card we both smile and blush a little. I can't help but turn back to wink at him as I head off in the direction of. I kept this up for the next few days, hoping that Renaud would arrange to meet me so I could show him my progress. But although he was there in his bar when I visited, no real communication took place between us. He was perfectly nice, looking at me with a smile on his face but nothing more. I was very confused and tried to talk to him but he avoided any meaningful conversation, simply telling me that he missed me.This continued for days as I kept up my exercise regime opening my ass. Being. We had been married nineteen years when things started changing. Darrel was moving up the corporate ladder and with every promotion came a heavier workload. He worked late and he brought work home with him to do in the evenings and on the weekends and when he came to bed he was just too tired to make love or he did a quick two minutes and then rolled over and went to sleep.Then he was promoted to regional manager and started having to travel to visit the offices in his six-state region. He. "And despite this, you still want to be fuckbuddies with him," I probed."Well, I have kind of a kink about married men fooling around on their wives. Plus, I'm still very much attracted to him. It's an itch that I have to scratch now and then, that's all. We just both realized, even beyond the whole mess with his marriage and the baby, that we don't have the kind of love that he has for his wife and I have for you. Yes, I really do love you, more than ever, Jake, and yes, he loves Lucinda,.