Tim felt the slippery sensation and heard the familiar whispering zip ofthe sheer nylon stockings as he crossed his legs smoothed his cocktaildress an... took another sip of his wine but Richard stayed silent as Timsat deep in thought, his mind reeling once again. He thought of taking abreak, going back to that bar for another beer hanging out with otherguys. But those thoughts were fading as was the reality because now hewould be as out of place as Marilyn Monroe trying to be a guy even in. Students from nearby UCLA studied or held long intellectual discussions at surrounding tables, never realizing that the quiet couple at the corner table was spying on the FBI.Once the decision was made, it had taken a few days to get here. First, they needed money. Getting it was more of an annoyance than a problem. Will bounced them around, individually and as a couple, between Carson City, Albuquerque, Placerville, Blackfoot, Las Vegas, Telluride, and other places where he had found stores. Big mistake. I should have gone for the IPad. As I was wiping up my cum, my wife started reading the story. Her eyes got really big, and I blurted out, "I can explain!" She smirked at me. "Okay, explain."Well, she had me there. All kinds of explanations, all except the truth, ran through my brain. As I tried to formulate my thoughts, she kept reading. I stammered, "Uh, well, let's see. Well, you know what I was doing, obviously. And, uh...". She stopped me short. "Babe, I want to go change and. In two weeks the navy ship will be in and those horny sailors are looking for a piece of sure ass and cunt. We can make a lot of money every week end." She answered "you set it up how ever you want to. I can fuck all you want. Just be there so no one hurts me more than fucking me."They checked in the hotel the next Friday at noon. The first man was scheduled to arrive at two. Jo had bought a douche kit and he would douche his mom's cunt between each man. He had kept one hour free so he could.