Fearful of what to come , we were just getting done , putting our clothes on , and she came home again , never letting her husband know what she saw ... she smiled at me and winked at me , she invited me for dinner, but i declined and said i had a few things to take care of at home.The next day she came over , for a cup of sugar , smiled and winked at me , asked how long as it been going on i said the last 6 months , she wanted to know who initiated it i said i did , i saw him peeing one day and. I give the taxi driver the address and tell him to switch off the meter, the cost would normally be £25, but I make the driver an offer he cant refuse. "She will suck your cock as you drive, if you cum before we get back then the trip is free, if not then I will pay you £50" Your on Guv" smiles the driver.As we arrive back at the hotel, I help Tasha out the car "well due to your excellent cock sucking skills you have just won us a free taxi ride home" I smile.We get back into the room and Tasha. Hell, there wasn't any promise that I'd get into Inga's panties, pussycat decorations or not. I settled on jerking off every other day, as a compromise, careful to put my erotic source material away.Finally, the day. The doorbell rang twenty minutes early. Was Inga as anxious to be together as I was? Peeping through the glass pane, it wasn't her. An Avon woman, perhaps? Her make-up and decorum were high class and precise. Under other circumstances, I would have been pleased to let her in and. When everyone looked back at me, Thor raised a modified TV remote and punched one of the buttons. Dr. Sato and the chair he was sitting on vanished. It was a dirty trick, I’ll admit.The startled looks on the faces of our audience members were interrupted by a howl from the back of the room. Dr. Sato burst from the booth with an extremely surprised expression on his face. Then he caught my eye and began to curse. I’ve heard cursing, even Japanese cursing before, but never combined with growling..