The sheets went in one, my clothes in another. All we had left were the towels. I picked out the brown one."That's your cherry on there, Holly." No Si.... It's your cherry on there. You own it, just like you own all of me. If you must punish me for saying too much, do so. Just please don't make me leave, Sir."I got all of the washers running, and took notice of the time. I walked her to the exit, and then into the pool area. I sat down in a lounge chair, she stood beside me."I know there are. I'm at at work and texting my wife and ask if she made any plans this weekend. She said the only plans she had was for tonight and it was a surprise. Intrigued I think about it all day until I finally come home from a long day. We start having some drinks which gets us both horny. We go into the bedroom like always and have a quick fuck. She loves when I get on top and lift her legs while I pound her pussy. We both cum and I lay beside her while my cum exits her pussy and goes down her. "OOOHHHHHHHHHH" she smiled. "I forgot how big he was, (giggle)" as she squirmed a little, her breasts making him dizzy, as she enjoyed the impalement. "Oooh, yes, you know, its funny but I remember every little detail of every trophy I have, and when I use them or sit on them, it just brings back that special moment again! Do you have any questions before we begin?" "Um, pl-please, I...I!" Just then he stopped, as they heard a muffled scream from another room! Followed by giggling and laughter!. And that average figure seemed to keep up. More or less a weekly occurrence.Mostly, it was just embarrassing - the toothless grins, the wrinkled elbows, the croaky voices. Sometimes it would start with a discreet offer of tea or coffee ('something hot'). Or the classic 'slipping into something loose' (yik!). But just as often, it was a brazen parting of the knees or an eager grasp at my crutch.I'd trained myself not to wince. After all, I was trying to be professional, even if they weren't..