”And I leaned back and closed my eyes. There was my white rabbit. * Standing before the door of room 301, I took a look at my mobile at Simon’... text. “Knock, come in. Undress next to the door. Leave everything behind. I am waiting for you.” Oh fuck. That could have been something Ron would have written. Only I had known Ron so much better, trusted him. I knocked, went in. Put my bag down and undressed, and then went straight around the corner. Simon was expecting me, waiting naked right. I gave him a kiss and said, " I'm gonna cum all over you." As I said that I came right on his chest. Moaning I asked him are you ready to cum? He said, " I'm cumming I'm cumming." As he said that I could feel his cock shake and vibrate. I felt the hotness of his cum hit the inside of my ass. I said, " Oh yes, yes thank you. I needed this very much." He pulled out and I dripped some of his cum down my ass onto my balls. It felt great I was a slut again and I loved it. I also thought what did I. Somehow her white cotton gown was taken. I didn't see Tommy remove it. She wore no panties. Girl was nude.Her long legs stretched out with his. They were not tangled, that would come later. Her tan lines not as exquisite in the candle light.He removed his white briefs in what I thought would end in a direct attempt to mount her and have intercourse. I was wrong. There was no hurry. None. There was no TV show to be watched after the one I'd watched first, no swing out with the Plymouth to show. "Probably reading some dry financial report. Gag!" "If I had you for a wife, no amount of money would keep me home," Carl declared grandly. "If you had Rick for a husband, only a vast amount of money would keep you home," she snapped, then snickered, "sometimes." Carl laughed, and ordered another round of drinks (conveniently on Shelly's tab). He was one of her regulars, friends who could always be counted on to share a good time, if not the bills. They had known each other.