They stood quietly for a long moment on the doorstep, the silence of lovers who understand what is being said without the need for words. Finally, Kev...n kissed Paula lightly."We will be late for our reservations if we stand here any longer," he chuckled, taking her arm and guiding her down to the car. He opened the door and stepped back to watch as Paula bent to step into the sexy little sports car.The black leather skirt rode up, revealing the lower curves of her firm, shapely ass. The thong. All emotions were running over my brain. There was no movement for around 1 minute then . She touched her hand on my right shoulder and said “Sorry” in husky voice. I dint lift my head. She sat nearby me and her hand was still in my shoulder , with a apology she said, Please forgive me I know what I did is wrong but she is also all alone nobody is there to take care about her body need , that was the only reason she fall in that relationship. Still I did not respond to her. All emotions made me. “Marcus, I will need a whiskey glass delivered to our room please.” I knew what the whiskey glass was for but didn’t say anything. Instead, I just looked embarrassed and highly turned on; she had told Marcus of our lifestyle and I was loving it! “I hope we have a nice king bed, Marcus?” she asked. “Mr. Robert and I do a lot of moving when we are in bed together.” Marcus smiled as we left the lobby and went to our rooms; I lay on my bed jerking myself off as I imagined my wife and Robert. Once Alex is naked, I instruct him to sit on a chair, wrapped in cloth with a ball in his left hand. The chair will be his throne, the cloth his toga and the ball the pomegranate offered freely to Persephone. When I give him these directions I see that wicked smile again and he jokingly asks me: ‘Does this make you Persephone?’ I don’t answer. I don’t want to give him any answers just yet. Soon, my model is in place and I sit before him to sketch several different designs in my sketchbook.