The only question was, would Ben admit to it, or deny it.I’d flown down to Cincinnati early on Wednesday morning, had coffee with Joyce in her offic..., and then had met Ben for a private lunch at a small restaurant about five blocks from his office. I hadn’t told him why I was coming, or given him any hints as to what I knew; I had simply asked him to meet me for lunch. I waited until our food arrived and we had started eating, before I told him why I was in Cincinnati. He ate quietly for a few. .. I drew the covers aside and again she gasped out loud... she took a firm grip and moaned. I ran my hand through her hair and watched her staring at me as she stroked me and stroked me... her hands were warm and soft and I arched my back towards her.I felt incredibly hard and a little taken aback by her remarks... "oh god" I said as my moans became groans. She continued to stroke me and moved her body around so her back faced me... she was kneeling on the bed... my hand ran up and down her. The moon was high in the sky and it was a warm night. We played scrabble on my iPhone for hours. Just before midnight I won the last game we played. "Okay you won," she said. "I guess we should find a room so you can have your prize." Huh?" I asked."I appreciate you spending all of your time with me," she said. "Isn't that the reason why people come here? I just assumed that you'd want to have sex as your prize. Is it okay if I just give you a blow job though? My husband will be expecting me. I suppose so,’ he conceded. ‘I knew they were right for each other. You wait and see. They are going to be a couple, mark my words,’ she said confidently. ‘I bow to your superior insight on human relations,’ Steve conceded. ‘As well you should,’ was the cheeky response. They were talking quietly so as not to be overheard. The four of them were the only people left on the patio. It was eight o’clock and the sun was about to drop below the mountain behind them. There were no insects to bother.