Fucked well and slept well.”“The movie was that good. How did Alex like it?”“He liked it, he pounded my pussy pretty hard. Let me finish my ba...el and I'll get the DVD for you. Be prepared for a good fuck from Don, this movie will make him hot.”“That's what I'm counting on.”Alice stayed and we talked. She fixed herself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast. The conversation swung around to Friday night. She asked if I was looking forward to it. I told her I was and then I related how last night I. It was too cruel. She couldn’t bear the nearness of him, reminding her of poker games and whiskey and fine hotels of his long cock and strong arms and all the things she had lost. She needed to get away from him and out from under this spacious ceiling and beautiful natural light that would never be hers. She turned to leave but he grabbed her arm. Sophie, please don’t cry. Listen. That woman you work with called me-Regina. She was the one who told me about this place. She told me you missed me. Instead, I went into the bathroom, locked the door, and stroked a load out of my balls. Later, when I found out what she was doing in there, I wished I had gone in.That's because she was doing the same thing on the bed that I was doing in the bathroom.The atmosphere after that was different. It's hard to describe, but there was a comfort level there that hadn't been in existence before. This was the first open, really intentional flirting we had done, and it opened a door that either couldn't. My visitor put his fingers through the hole a bit, a most definite signal for some sort of activity between the two people. I put my cock through the hole ever so slightly and his fingers came through and fondled the head of my swollen cock a bit. His hands were smooth and there was no hair on the fingers. They were artistic hands. Very cleanly clipped fingernails. I knew from this that the person was very careful about his personal hygiene. Now there are definite sensations one feels when his.