She smiled sweetly, running her fingers through his hair. His knees buckled and he slid them carefully to the floor, keeping her on his lap. ‘You m...ght just be my undoing,’ he murmured, his lips brushing her forehead. ‘It would be a good way to go,’ she said with a chuckle. They eventually disentangled themselves and got dressed, Will watching her almost sadly as her clothes covered her. After letting Maggie run around in the grass while they kept smiling giddily at each other, they returned. This here's Sean Murphy and that there's Ezra Woodpaker. Fellers, meet Jim Jones, the marshal of the fair city of Juniper, Texas." Yep, Juniper's a right lively place. We got three saloons an' two bordellos. Thin's jump around here on Saturday night."Ezra grinned and said, "Truth is, when we're on a job, we're care more 'bout the quality of the hotel and the restaurants, though we don't ignore the saloons." Our hotel should meet yer high standards, they even change the sheets once a week,. I enjoy the feel of his body beneath my fingers. My hands slip over his skin, I feel his muscles beneath. I tease my fingers closer and closer to his hard cock under the towel. It would be so easy for me to rip the towel off and ride him senseless, and I can tell he feels the same way to. So I get up off the bed declaring. “My turn!” I strip off the baby-doll, stepping out of my panties and making my way back to the bed. I get comfortable face down on the soft white cotton sheets; feather. She was still on Casanova’s arm. I kept telling myself, no, this isn’t what Marge wants me to believe. Still I walked her inside and we found an empty room. The room was pretty nice; oriental rugs, a bunch of old Chinese vases, expensive looking wax flowers. I couldn’t think of a better place to find out my wife might be cheating on me.We got inside and both sat down. I looked at Marge, “Ok, what gives?”“I’m sorry Jeremy. I thought, well I thought maybe you knew.”“Knew what?”“If I tell you,.