Her hand was again lightly rubbing my very erect penis through the thin material of my pants.I slipped Rachel's shorts down her kegs realizing that sh...e wasn't wearing panties. Her slit was long and thin like her mothers but with more hair. Her pubes were thicker and more curly than her mom's. I dropped to my knees to kiss her pussy lips. I think that that surprised her but it wasn't long before she was holding my head and mashing her cunt against my face moaning softly. She had her second. He had a lovely deep resonance to his voice and spoke with a transatlantic accent. He was a stickler for proper grammar, as I would come to learn.The hotel was of Edwardian architecture, as were all the furnishings, as I got told. The triple storey hotel was exquisite. As we passed by the hotel, another much smaller and far less grand building consisted of staff quarters. Finally, a further half mile later, we arrived at Roger’s home.His home was beautiful and contained all his best, original. I looked through the front window, but most of thelights were off except for the ones in the rear office.I checked the doors but they were locked so I startedfumbling with Karen’s keys. Fortunately, she onlymanaged three stores, so it didn’t take long to get in.When I got inside I heard some muffled sounds comingfrom the back. Curious, I tiptoed back and was justabout to walk into the office when I got the biggestsurprise of my life! There was my wife, lying across the desk. I cant exactly talk out here either, so could we&hellip, you know? often I had snuck up to her room, though for innocent things like consolation. We had both needed a good friend over the years. She frowned, looked in and hen nodded. Alright, dont scream or anything. I turned invisible, Stacys gasp making me wince. Then I stepped in, narrowly sliding by her in the doorframe and brushing against her full body. In tight blue jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt, Stacy was even hotter than normal..