” Dave was already steering his wife toward the stairs. “Shouldn’t take too long, but you know how it is.”Linda tried to give him a shocked gl...re, but by this time she was fully aroused too. Her cunt felt steamy and hot, itching furiously. The short trip up the stairs to their bedroom only took a moment, and as soon as they were alone Dave caught her in his arms, murmuring a deep throaty chuckle.“Ah, this is what I’ve been waiting for all morning. Come here, babe. You’ve got something I want,. He grunted in response to the touch and the gentle squeeze. Every time he grunted, she gave out a little giggle.After soaping his back and shoulders, she pressed her body to his and reached between his legs with her left hand grabbing his balls. Then she slowly slid her other hand over his hip and passing over his kinky pubic hair, circled her fingers around his firm member, sliding her hand up and down it's length a few times."Oh, God!" Dave gasped as he thrust his head back and reached his. "I love you, bro. Let's just forget what just happened as if it never happened." You've got a deal."Carrie glanced at the clock. "It's almost one. Ms. Terrance will be here at two. I'd better fix us some lunch, and we'll eat before she arrives."Suddenly, Darrin remembered the gift she had purchased for her. "Carrie, you've been so wonderful, done so much for me over the past month. You cook for me, keep the house clean and orderly, and now you plan to market my paintings. You've saved so much. ”“Finally, on a run of luck, he’d moved up to a higher class of establishment, a yacht in international waters. These places don’t accept services as collateral,” he gave Harold a meaningful look. “As ever, Harold’s luck turned. He lost his shirt. Busted and desperate to get back to the top, in the game, he traded with the yacht’s owner. Your mother for money. Not her services mind you. But her person. Not the usual collateral, but I guess the owner liked Linda. I’m told she went willingly. Who.