Under no other conceivable circumstances could I possibly be in a hotel room with such a beautiful, young woman. The anticipation that I would soon be...having sex with her was an extraordinary boost to my ego.I filled the glasses with ice and poured approximate shots of scotch into each one. As I did, I felt her left hand lightly stroking my back in large circles. Numerous valves and spigots inside me were adjusting themselves automatically, routing blood to my penis. I was nearly rock hard by. He said there is always a first time and asked if I wanted to stroke his cock. I pretended to be a little hesitant, but then slid over on the couch next to him. He stopped jerking and I replaced his hand with mine. "MMMMM” he moaned that feels great as I started to slide my hand up and down on his wonderful cock. Stroking that hard smooth cock was turning me on greatly. His head was deep red and velvety soft. He was oozing precum already so I used my thumb to rub it all over his sensitive. Was I working, no. I was staring at Jennifer’s desk, my thoughts on what had happened this past weekend and on her beautiful body. I thought to myself “I wonder who is controlling who here?” as it seemed she had control of my every thought. It’s now eight fifteen and you walk through the door. You are startled to see my light on and me in the office, since you are usually the first one in every morning. You only pause a couple of moments and then go to your desk and puts your things away. You. Squeaker tried some. Her eyes got large and she squealed, "Delicious!" Then she gave samples to Tuffy, Sadie, and Missy. The lobster meat was gone in seconds.Cynthia and I made sandwiches. We got started on the ravioli filling. I made spinach pasta and put together the ravioli. We were ready for dinner. I put cooking water on the stove, brought it to the boil, covered it and turned down the heat. We were ready to cook the ravioli for dinner."I would like to go for a bike ride to our property,".