I spent a little extra money on a king suite. we both looked forward to this for months. her boyfriend was a real asshole. my girlfriend at the time w...s sexy as hell but she just couldn't please me. this was the first time i cheated on her but it wasn't the last. i had known tiffany for a few years, but when she had admitted to a mutual friend that she gets wet thinking about me- i was all over it. i pick her up at a coffee shop about a mile from her apartment. when i showed up she was wearing. Maybe I was starting to understand a little about women. At least now I realized something was a little wacky with her. A few weeks ago I would have gone along with her and thought nothing more about it.She was around the rest of the day but we didn't talk much other than surface stuff. "I couldn't stay awake", "Too much homework", stuff like that.After fourth period I headed over to the locker room, got my gym bag and went out to the bus. We were playing Santa Maria, which was almost 45. Maybe it was because I'd just gotten out of the military and missed the easy, random sex any woman can find there. Maybe it was because I wasn't a daddy's girl. Maybe it was because I just enjoyed sex and, in a small town, who better to fuck me regularly than my own daddy? I turned off the water and waited. And waited. It was nearly 11:00 when I decided to finish drying myself off and get dressed - when I finally heard it. A car door slammed. I quickly bent at the waist over the tub. I spread. Their bodies undulated as they wound their limbs together.Guinevere hitched up her skin-tight, knee-length leather skirt until it rode just beneath the curve of her ass so that Moira’s silk stocking clad leg could ride between her own. Guinevere’s full breasts were barely confined by a simple black blouse completely open but for a single strategically placed button, and as she bounced and moved to the music, glimpses of her heavy cleavage showed to anyone and everyone who desired to look. Moira.