Everywhere, after the storms of his performance, there was emotional desolation. The bursts of laughter shared with friends, the whirling of praise fo... his cuisine left many echoes and vibrations in the air. But the house was quiet and timid after the guests had gone home. He was like the last sip of wine in a glass that if taken would leave only traces of what was. The chef sat dwarfing over his red couch tending the unsatisfactory image that gave route to his thoughts. He stood up, paced the. I unlock the door and make my way to the back of the house and start a systematic search but when I get to the first floor I start to hear a noise coming from Zoe’s room, I start to head towards it thinking that she must have left the TV on but as I get closer I realise that the sounds aren’t from your average TV programme.The door is ajar enough that I can see into the room from out in the hall and what I see stops me in my tracks. On the bed, it’s covers thrown back and with only a couple of. I was in heaven. And even more so as she rubbed the lotion onto the backs of my thighs letting the rear of her fingers brush my exposed ball sac. I squirmed, and all the while she worked on my body, I was treating my eyes to the delightful view of the body beside me.For 5 or more minutes she rubbed me, knowing exactly what was going on beneath me. But just as sharply, she smacked my ass and told me to turn over!! How could I in front of my paying guest.As before I stuttered an “Oh…er…em…. I. Besides, worry would be just one more flaming branch on the fiery fury he was expecting his empty-handed arrival would bring.Diane answered the phone after just one ring. Great, she's sitting there waiting for me. Now I'm in big trouble."Hi sweetheart," Roger said, trying to put his best face forward. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm just finishing up at the office. I'm sorry I didn't call sooner, but I was busy and just realized what time it was and wanted to let you know I was OK.".