Getting back to Mrs. Kennedy, she was one of those women in their late twenties that probably took two showers a day and were always trying on clothes...to see what looked good for her disinterested husband. I had seen her husband a few times on the job, and he was always flirting with the whores down in the bad part of town and went to the bar after work to have a few before going home to his neglected wife.Mrs. Kennedy’s given name was Ava. I thought it was a classy name. The sort that you. I walked over to him and put my arms around his shoulders and felt his hands moved down my back and ass cheeks.I pushed my groin into his and kissed his lips gently before he suddenly took hold of the back of my head and grazed his teeth against my plump lips before darting his tongue into my mouth.His hands moved away from my buttocks and his fingers slid into the side of my satin panties that were now damp. His fingers reached up and caressed my clit, the thumb of his other hand caressed. Sitting herself down on the bed, she made a few excuses, then gradually introduced the subject of the Bare-Stud-Cats Club, and let herself be drawn out about what they did there.Karen looked at her perceptively from under her long black lashes as she finished. "Uh, kiddo, something tells me you're not too turned on by it, this Club of yours, and all this screwing, huh?"Maryon admitted she was right. Karen nodded wisely, her secret eyes flashing in the odd green shadows. "Gave up most of that. The words put a chill up her back, but she maintained eye contact. "Yes, we kissed." And so much more upstairs, she thought with a thrill."When I have you over here to watch the girls, I don't want you distracted by Josh." Her words were clipped like she was angry for some reason."I understand. It won't be a problem." Lauren tried to keep her voice steady.Mrs. Alexander nodded, but her mouth twisted like she wanted to say something else. After a long sigh she said, "Brian will be home around.