You’ve seen her on the news, or the cover of Populace Magazine’s ‘Most Powerful Thirty Under Thirty’ issue last week, or winking down at you f...om a billboard, advising you to ‘come to San Finzione.’” She’d said the last with an attempt to sound like Charles Boyer inviting one to come with him to “Ze Casbah,” even though it was the Boyer-inspired Pepé Le Pew who said that line. “Or maybe you’ve stayed at one of her hotels, gambled at one of her casinos, or enjoyed one of her fine wines like we. Heather was still wearing her heels, stockings, and panties. She lay on her bed, legs flat and heels together. She looked into the camera and licked her lips, seductively. "Sooo ready for this," Heather moaned, bringing a hand to her mouth. She licked two fingers, wetting them, then stared at me while she rubbed one of her nipples, instantly hardening it. My sexy daughter cupped that breast, lifted it, then tilted her head down to lick her own hard nipple.I pounded my cock, watching Heather. She was hot! I'm bisexual and this woman was an instant hard on! Big tits and big hips. Bill knew I liked her and we drank for a few hours. The way those two joked I thought maybe Bill had fucked her.When we left I followed Bill back to his house and we settled in. The next day after working with Bill we went for a swim in his pool. Bill was wearing Speedos and to be honest with his big frame and belly they were not the most appealing but I could see the outline of his cock. We drank and swam. For financial reasons, she was trapped in her miserable marriage, until she could find her destiny in life. Then she smiled, and told me that, until she finds whatever she wants and needs, in the meantime she would very much like the chance to ride that thick cock of mine. Not that night; she had to be home on time that night, to avoid raising any suspicions from her husband. But sometimes soon, she hoped we could spend 3 or 4 hours together in a motel room, getting to know each other much.