"I will wait for you here in an hour…” I said to him.I was wearing just a black night gown when he came back. Now he was wearing just a tight t-sh...rt and jeans which showed off his muscular frame. We kissed at the doorway. I showed him some room service food."Are you hungry?" I asked him.“Only for some nice tight blonde married pussy" He answered.He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and I squealed like a shy girl. He took off his top revealing a thick muscled. ’ The reward wasn’t long in coming. Ken must have found her clit, because Maria suddenly spasmed and shrieked as she jammed Ken’s face hard against her crotch as he lapped up her come. ‘Yes, Baby! Eat my come, Kenny. Eat me!’ Maria herself closed her eyes and leaned back allowing Ken to continue servicing her. I was in the kitchen door with my arms around Dawn’s voluptuous body, kissing her neck and fondling her boobs. ‘It worked, darling, it worked!’ I exclaimed. ‘She has him!’ Dawn laughed.. I had gotten to know her, in part because she was nice enough to offer me rides at the end of the day, saving me from the bus. She told me that her husband, Alan, was an Army officer deployed in the field. They were absolutely physically faithful, but they both were rather exhibitionistic. He encouraged her to wear provocative clothing. On their weekly phone calls, they talked about how they had showed off to people, and how they had been appreciated. She had told me, “Don’t get your hopes up,. Megan was standing there ... mouth wide open, nearly drooling."Close your mouth, Megan ... the pictures I have of you and you and Bill are great photographic evidence. I got these from the Army Archives. It took a while, mostly because I didn't know about the Reconstruction Finance Corporation. The RFC. Not that many people did know."Things back then weren't like things today. Congress could keep secrets. That bunch of blabbermouths we voted into office couldn't keep their mouths shut with.