Then I remembered that I had opened up to Louise the night before regarding my cuckold fantasies, and my desire to make them come true. At breakfast, ... broached the subject again. Clearly I had mistaken her calmness the evening before, because now she was full of rage and venom, aghast at the idea of her fucking another man, and very put out with me for suggesting such a thing. She made it clear that at no time, now or ever, would she engage in such "adulterous shenanigans." She shut me down. But Mike enjoyed the sensuous travelling of her hands over her body, her golden wet hair hanging straight. She gave him a lascivious smile, before turning her back, and wiggling her lovely tight buttocks at him.Mike held the towel ready for her and quickly wrapped it around her. However, she reopened the shower door, saying, "No. I'll dry myself, while you have yours." Another teasing smile, before she added, "And then the playing can start."After a refreshing shower, he stepped out. Greta was. ‘Just Carl and me, sugar. You have my word.’ He said with finality and leveled his eyes at me. I shrugged. ‘Ok.’ I said and resumed my chomping. I love chips and salsa. ‘Jason, can I get that queso and guacamole now?’ I smiled at him, trying to convey that everything was ok. That I trusted him. His hand shot into the air, and our server appeared. ‘Ms. Abernathy’s appetizers, Alexander.’ The boy nodded and vanished. ‘He’s sweet.’ I mumbled, taking another pull from my margarita. This time Jason. She knew that he had not come in while she was at her desk. He must have come in earlier before she came to work, she thought. The pretty young receptionist immediately got extremely more nervous at the way all three men were looking at her. Unbeknownst to her, Dr. Pennington had the ability to electronically turn out all the outer office lights and lock the front door, giving the appearance of the office being closed, which he did when she walked in.“You wanted to see me, Sir?” Carol nervously.