“Hey, Mom.”“So, you took part in an orgy last night? I’m so glad you’re expanding your horizons.”“Yeah. It was pretty intense,” I an...wered guardedly.“So, did you participate with just the girls? Or were there any guys you fooled around with?”“Mom, really?”“I just want to know if you’ll be bringing a guy home for our anniversary party next month. You know, before I married your father I dated a few girls…”“Mom, please.”“There was this one…”“Mom!”“Sandy was her name. Beautiful smile, smelled. ‘Come up to the lodge in Aspen,Buttermilk has fresh powder!’ It was the last text that Jett had sent him. Donovan shut the display to his smartphone off. He stared at the carpet, his mind seeing more than just fibers woven together. He saw the lodge, their favorite winter spot, with its beautiful scenic mountain views. He saw the white, crisp snow that had fallen overnight. He saw the smile on his best friend’s face as he pulled into the drive. The good memories led way to harsh and cruel. I felt my pussy twitch at the sight of him. I stood with my mouth open, as he said, ‘Hi Jill, is George in?’ I managed to stammer ‘No, he isn’t.’ Steve knew very well that George usually travelled to support our local football team, and that day they were playing 200 miles away. I added, ‘And neither’s Sharon.’ Locking his beautiful eyes on mine, Steve murmured, ‘Good. I didn’t come here to see Sharon.’ I stood gazing at him for several seconds. Then, my stomach in knots, I said quietly, ‘Well,. However, he apparently anticipated this and started coming onto her a lot stronger towards the close and especially as they were leaving. He invited her for a drink at his hotel, which happened to be a very nice hotel. Although my wife's home country is not rich, they have some extremely nice hotels for foreigners and rich people. Again, my wife really wanted to see the place, but knew enough by now to know what he was asking, so she refused. This guy probably had 30+ years of experience.