There was a note at the front desk for me informing me that an American sounding lady called simply "Patricia" had called and asked that I contact her...as soon as possible. She had left her phone number as well as her room number but I already knew both but was reluctant to call without some signal from her that she was inclined for further conversation."Hello, is this Patricia?"There was a short pause and then her familiar voice answered with excitement."Thank you for calling back, Harry. I. Simon and Marilyns brother came in and I gave them a potted history. The brother said "Jason get up stairs I will deal with you later" and the to me, "I think you'd better go now". I said to Simon, "OK, where's the drunk." At this point Marilyn and another women I didn't know were half dragging half carrying Debbie out of the house towards the car. Thank god we were in her parents car, when she got near the car she was sick all over them. Marilyn and Simon got her in the back and Simon got in. Wendy went about buying things to insure her plan and the tingling got stronger all the time. Then at 5pm. she was in the parking lot of her old office seeing the last person leave all gone but the bitch. She grab her stuff and in she went locking the doors and closing the window covers shut off the phones and in the office she went. there was her boss at her desk her name is Maddy her dad gave her this business but she sucked at being the boss her 40-24-36 body got the guys to listen to her. I told her that he could be her freebie, meaning if she ever had the opportunity she had my blessing to have her way with him. Her reply is where things took an interesting turn. She asked what if she found someone who looked like him. It was at this point that I told her that I was turned on by the thought of her being with someone else. We rolled over and she got on top of me and slid down over my cock, she seemed to be hotter and wetter than I ever remember. She leaned down letting her.