So, she'd be gone over the weekend, too.All that struck me as very strange. We were only a long car ride from Houston – about three hours. Why did s...e have to be there over the weekend? And what kind of company had off-site meetings on a cruise ship?I'd never had any reason to doubt what she told me. At least until this b.s. story about the next meeting / cruise ship was concerned. Now, I was worried. It occurred to me that I didn't know her at all. Just that she loved sex and, seemingly, loved. “No, no problem,” I replied, “we were just hoping Sally would be here today.”“Sorry, it’s her turn looking after the baby today. I guess you must be Linda, and that would make you Wishes. It’s nice to meet you Sally told me about your visit last week. I’m Ashley, Sally’s partner.”“Hi Ashley, it’s nice to meet you. We are looking for a couple of dresses for tonight, we have been invited to a club for the evening.”“No problem, now lets see,” Ashley said as she began looking through a rack of. It wasn't really flashing. More 'flaunting', I guess. God, I felt so deliciously wicked. Driving down the road in the white Mustang was having the now familiar effect of clicking the Ben Wah balls inside me. My nipples were tingling and the wind blew my blonde hair around my face.I was starting to feel almost out of control, like events were leading me, rather than the other way around. At the same time, I had the strangest sense of freedom. Like it was fate dictating what happened. I wasn't. I wound back to the beginning one more time and jerked off while watching Tyler do me, not that I could see all that much, even zoomed in, but the characteristic movements were unmistakable.Afterward, I went down to the billiard room and watched a Yankees game while seeing how long a run I could make on the billiard table. My dad came home and joined me, then Jason wandered in and joined us. Things seemed almost normal at supper. It might have been my imagination, but Jason didn't seem as.