"We think maybe not see Miss Vikki smile for long time." Then he looked at Vikki again and his expression was like one a father would give a daughter...."That smile, it worth at least a free cup of coffee." He looked at both of us in turn. "You sit we bring."Then once we'd established the order, they of course knew about Vikki's latté so George simply took my order for a long black, we sat at a table close to the counter with Vikki sitting across from me.I reached across and took Vikki's hand.. ’ ‘Fool you?’ started Emma suddenly feeling guilty. ‘Yes, you know, ‑ about my daughter …’ ‘I don’t know what you mean…’ ‘It’s not me you’re in love with at all. It’s not because of me you come here so often and share my bed. It’s Maisie!’ ‘Maisie!?’ Dorothy sniffed with a mixture of contempt and sympathy. ‘You don’t have to pretend. I do know. It’s Maisie you’re in love with!’ Now that Dorothy had made it obvious what her real feelings were, Emma felt curiously disoriented. She now. Things got better and better....leap forward 5 years to the present day. Angela is now without doubt the dirtiest horniest fuck a man could get.On the surface the demure little housewife.....but once inside a hotel room !!I want to put on record our last hotel...which was about 3 weeks ago. Over the years Angela has developed two obsessions namely toys and pain...and both were given a full outing.Firstly pain...Angela loves to be spanked...hence my username....but when I say spanked I don't. A minute late her IM screen popped up "Wow you have a great body," she said. "Ok I gotta go take some, brb." Then about ten minutes later I got the e-mail I had been dying for. I opened it up to see Jess had sent five pictures of herself in just a little pink thong and four more of her completely nude. I was so hard I had to get off the computer to jerk off. I told her how hot I was looking at her pictures, but I had to go. She said "Ok I will ttyl."We continued chatting for a couple more weeks.