Billy saw her there out of the corner of his eye and felt his cock squirm. He tried to calm himself, thinking he didn't need any more pussy after that...session with the woman in the kitchen. He had brought her to a pair of gasping climaxes and ejaculated five or six ropes of his thick cream in her while he mauled her generous jugs and humped her feet right off the floor, rearing her up on his rigid tool.He mowed around the patio trying to ignore the lovely young female who sat here in almost. I kissed her again and said I wouldn't blame her if she had to do anything else tonight and Amy shook her head yes. I watched her walk out the door and she looked sexy. Amy's small body was really framed well with the outfit she had on and all I could think about was I hoped she got fucked again by Ben's huge black cock.I waited until it was seven and then hooked up my laptop to the TV and started watching the movie of Ben fucking my girl on the big screen. About 7:30 I got a text on my phone. There was no husband to come back to, only a job, a job that with her new experience, she could find a replacement closer to her family. I would of course give her a glowing reference. She was valuable to me, to the company, but a part of me knew that her marriage with Stu was on life-support and ready to die away. We hadn’t spoken about Stu for the entire trip. We both had decided to ignore it and pretend it didn’t exist and just focus on business and the sights of the trip. Reality now loomed. “Maybe, it doesn’t matter, you wouldn’t understand.”“Try me.”“I guess you have been with a girl, so you know what pussy feels like, right?”“Sure,” I lied.“Well, it’s different with a man. To touch, to suck another man’s cock is really exciting and so different from a pussy. It’s hard to explain.”I got up and said, “Look, Pete. If you want to suck cock that’s your business, but don’t hurt my mother, okay.”He slowly nodded, “I’ll be careful, I promise.”In my room, I called Dylan and told him what.