The payoff was to a courier who showed up every Thursday at 3:00 PM at Argent's office. The courier was an employee of a regular courier service and n...t employed directly by the Carnolis. All he knew was that he was to pick up a package and deliver it to another office in a different part of town.I was ready to follow the courier when he left to deliver the package. Argent had no idea where the package went after it left his office, so I was going to have to tail the courier to find out. This. I got up and grabbed our sheet that was covering my husband, and walked to the door. As my hand reached for the doorknob the door whipped open and there stood a tall dark man. He grabbed my mouth and slammed me against the wall. Whispering in my ear "you wanted to be fucked RIGHT didn't you?" I nodded my head and looked towards my room. He grabbed his rope and tied my arms and my legs. Like it was nothing he picked me up and carried my over his shoulders, slamming me onto the bed. Waking my. She trails her tongue over him, chest and stomach, while her fingers brush touching his pants where a struggle to contain his hardening member continues. The smile on her lips lets him know she is thrilled. He pulls in close again, a low growl escapes him. Her exposed upper body beckons him, his mouth, and his hands. He leaves a trail of kisses along her shoulder, neck and down between her swollen breasts. As he moves down to her abdomen he feels her body bow slightly. Her breath comes in. I rested my right hand on the table which she covered with hers as we sat enjoying the scenery. When she did that I felt something stir inside me I hadn't felt for quite some time. The blood rushed to my crotch filling my penis slowly but surely. I mean I've had erections since my wife's passing, but not while talking to someone. This was reassuring, to say the least. I think one of my fears of asking Claire out and eventually making love was my ability to perform. I'd thought about pills, but.