I was waiting in one of our spare bedrooms until my 'date' arrived. I had no idea who he was other than my husband had promised that it was someone we...could trust. I also had a code phrase of 'checkbook' to use if I changed my mind, or didn't like anything that was happening. I was, however, determined to carry out what was required of me, no matter what. After all, I did love my husband and I knew he felt the same way about me. I also love sex!The door bell rang and my heart immediately. She gets back on her knees and crawls over the man until she is straddling his head. Scott feels the thin cotton of her panties against his face. He can even feel the warm dampness from her cunt.Then he notices her looking down at him. “Do you wonder how many boys I fucked while I was at college,” she asks. “Or do you wonder how many I fucked while I was out today?”In truth he hadn’t thought of either until just now. Tinsel grabs the crotch of her panties and slides them aside, giving the man’s. My apologies, Cinnamon.” “What’s your name? No, wait. Don’t tell me. I really don’t want to know,” another lie. “I’ve seen you before.” “Yes, I’ve seen you too.” “You are a beautiful woman.” “Do you know why the trains were delayed?” This was my effort to change the subject. The combination of his proximity and his compliment was slightly awkward. “I heard there was some sort of electrical problem. You are stunning.” One whiff of his pheromone inducing fragrance had my blush burning. He was. ..AYou net one... and only one for the next three weeks (till the first of the month).@ADo you have a date?@ I asked almost praying she=d say no, but knowing that with the web site she most certainly did.AYes. I meet him at Red Fern=s for dinner Friday night at six-thirty... You can have your way with me when I get home.@AAnd what about the rest of the month, I mean date wise?@ I asked. AYou=d be surprised the number of men that will respond to a woman requesting someone to discreetly.