When we left the spa both of us were so relaxed we only made it 100 miles before having to call it a day.Silvia and her husband Enrique who was in an ...mport/export business - I couldn’t make that up if I tried - lived in a gated community outside Miami. The lawns were all exactly 1.5 inches tall. The front yards all had two palm trees and an allamanda bush in the landscaping. And all the houses were one of four models that the HSA required to be painted with the same three color schemes.It was. I also have some cash in my pockets. I would like to tip your wife if that is Ok?" I said. Marc smiled. His eye got big when he opened the envelope. "No problem. She will give you a great show. My wife is very sexy when she dances. I now you will not be disappointed. I will be right here watching. Just keep your hands to your side. I give the Ok's when it comes to my wife." said Marc. I nodded my head "Yes!"We made some more small talk as I waited for Charlene. I got up and walked over to my. Dreading another cold sterile night. My panacea, scotch and wine to sooth my physical and mental aches. My emotional longings, well those, those will remain open wounds. Even as I approach my door I can feel the coldness emanating into the hallway. Nobody would mistake it for anything else. The home of an empty man. Another long day, purposely filled with overwork to blunt the mind from plotting its own demise. But as always, the body has a desire to stop, a back that needs a rest, a desire for. No one was around, I was glad to note. I sat fumbling with myself, trying to put my cock away, but it was just too hard to easily get back into my pants while sitting. Sabrina walked right up to my window to look in at us. It was the first really good look I had gotten at her. She was dressed in the plain blue sweatshirt and jeans I had seen earlier. She was slender enough to not have much of a visible shape in her loose clothes. Her slightly olive-colored skin and fine, exotic bone.