Every time I saw Claire, her beauty hit me all over again. It truly was the gift that kept on giving."What are you looking at husband of mine?" she as...ed lifting her sunglasses."The most beautiful woman I've ever seen," I said."You've told me that almost every day for the past twenty-three years," she said. "But somehow, I just never get tired of hearing it. I'm going to have to get your eyes checked though, Honey. I'm fifty years old. I'm no spring chicken. There are lots of tender young. The business card was for Escorts Plus, and said 'feminine companionship with a little extra' and the check from the same company, was made to my real name and in the memo line stated, 'For services rendered as sissy sabrina, c.s. Whore'. The amount of the check was one dollar.When the maid returned to the room, I was looking as decent as possible, given the circumstances and happily signed the release which stated that my belongings had not been bothered during my stay. Again, I had been. We then enjoyed a very slow leasurely fuck before falling asleep in eachothers arms.Sunday was a repeat, we spent the entire day sucking and fucking eachother. Shelley even let me fuck her in the ass, something my wife has never let me do.When I came home from work on the Monday, my wife was already home having returned from her trip.Shelley and her were already into the wine, I secluded myself in front of my big screen and enjoyed a baseball game. Towards the end of the game Shelley came. Taking long, deep strokes, I experience every inch of Emily’s exquisite vagina. Picking up the pace slightly, I look down and watch Emily’s ass wobble mesmerizingly. As my pelvis crashes into her buttocks. Placing my hands on Emily’s hips, I start pummeling her pussy faster and harder than ever. “Oh fuck yes, James!” exclaims Emily, almost screaming. “Just like that. Fuck me. Make me cum. Make me cum like the little slut I am.” Leaning over Emily, so that the water from the shower nozzle now.