It did not quite register until she had already looked out the peephole and saw that no one was there.She whirled around in time to see Melinda dashin... up the stairs with Jason in tow, her hand clasped tightly around his."MELINDA!" Heather bellowed. "You get back down here now! You... !"The two of them disappeared from the top of the stairs. The bedroom door slammed shut seconds later.Heather fumed, red-faced with both fury and embarrassment at having been duped so easily. "Oh, she is dead. She. "You wish," she said laughing along with him. We both knew it was a shallow laugh on my part, for he had induced me without much difficulty into having sex with other men and women on several occasions."So tell me Donna, what kind of lover am I?" Do you really need me to stroke your ego, Jack?" I asked you a question, Donna."I knew enough to keep my eyes down as I answered him. He had a decided mean streak in him. There were times when I did my best to bring it out, but I sensed this wasn't one. Conny placed her arms around Mary's shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. She invited us in for visit.When we entered the house, I fascinated to see what our coaches home looked like. At first glance, it looked like any home in the area. The furniture was contemporary, and the house was clean and tidy. There was nothing in the living room to tell you about Conny's personal life. There were no fam!ly pictures or anything that bespoke of her hobbies. It could have been a room in a hotel.Conny. She did not make eye contact and was in no way flustered by what just happened. I tried to get my mind back on business but my cock ached and I could not help sneaking a peek her way from time to time.Realizing that my mind had been on lunch I checked my desk clock and at that point I must have gasped as I noticed that the little round clock lined up perfectly with Stacey’s crossed legs clearly visible under the table. She was on the phone typing madly on her computer but there was a casual.