In the background Hartman had some music playing. It was a strange but very soothing song in a foreign language Ruthie did not recognize, sung by the ...ost beautiful woman's voice she had ever heard. As nervous as she was at the moment, Ruthie was curious about the music. Hartman responded that it was from a European group called "Socrates' Mistresses"."Her voice is addictive, isn't it?"Ruthie nodded.Hartman looked over Ruthie's questionnaire and asked her new client to talk about herself and. ” Hanna grabbed my head and kissed me so fast my words ended in her mouth. I grabbed her hips and pulled her close, holding her tight against me. My body was on fire with the love I’d held inside of my body for her. It wasn’t without lust, but it was much less lust than it had ever been. I yanked off her sweater, revealing only a bright red bra underneath. I smiled at her as my shirt flew off my body and she jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist. The kiss had barely even broken when. Kids will be kids I figured. I asked Susie if she wanted to help me fix dinner. She likes helping me in the kitchen. So Susie and I exited the pool while Becky and Junior continued their “private” game. Pun intended. I figured, what harm could come of it.“Why was Becky grabbing Junior’s pee-pee Daddy?” Susie curiously asked.“She shouldn’t be, but probably because he started it.”With that being said, Susie reached up and grabbed my cock. Grasping hard, I jumped back in shock. “What did you do. Regina Ford opened the door. Mrs. Ford was a woman that was a bit older than mom, a mix of Hispanic and Black. She lived up the street and she was still very much married, with kids and a husband that was frequently out of town. Mrs. Ford wore black glasses and had very long jet black hair. She was a little chubby but was really into working out, and she was wearing the hotel-supplied robe“Come in, Billy.” She said, and offered a smile that was a bit shy.“yes ma’am” I simply said as I walked.