‘Hungry?’ I asked after a few moments. She wiped her nose with a Kleenex and nodded. ‘Pancakes and eggs?’ I asked knowingly. She looked at me ...and grinned, then nodded. Fifteen minutes later, she was back from the bathroom, looking decidedly better, and I placed a short stack of buckwheats and two over-easies before her, sandwiched the way she liked, melted butter and maple syrup at the ready. She consumed the food with abandon. ‘Ambrosia,’ she murmured, as she scooped up the last juicy morsels.. I used that time to leave the room through the sliding doors out the back.Returning later to the pool, I found Susan and James having drinks. I still didn't know how I was going to handle things. I certainly didn't want to confront Susan in front of James. Mainly because I didn't know how he would react. Additionally, I never really considered the fact that Susan might actually fall for the guy. Finally, the fact of the matter was that I found the entire scene incredibly exciting. I was sure. He remembered these two from the pub. He remembered their merciless aggression. But he wasn’t too overcome to note the drop in defences as his captor allowed feeling from his mouth, genitals and ass back in early. Nor did he miss the sheer delight and intense anticipation leaking through.* * *I was worried. It felt like an age I sat in the Jacuzzi in the only spot that afforded me a view of the entrance. Several guys made moves but I rebuffed them. Even the better built of them didn’t give me. Matthews. Come on in, Bob." He stood up and offered his hand.We shook hands and he offered me the seat by his desk. Sitting down, I asked him, "Mrs. Baer said you had some renovation work you're looking at doing?" Yes, we moved into a new-to-us house less than a month ago, and already my wife wants some things done; you probably know how women are about that, right?"I grinned at him and rolled my eyes a bit. "Yeh, most of the renovation projects my father's company gets are started by the women.