His messages and emails, inundated his inbox for request after request for 'more Lesley..forget the old bitch'.....and the like. He wouldn't do that o... course because 'one should always keep ones options open'. He'd always been a believer in that statement. After she'd driven off in her battered old car, Rob had stripped the bed of its disgustingly smelling sheets and thrown them in the washer...putting them on a very hot wash....and was now looking at the cum stained mattress. Lesley was now. I had parked somewhere in the back alley behind their building and it was still dark when I left at around 5 am. I was carrying my shoes, keys and cigarettes while I walked gingerly in my barefeet down the trash and glass covered alley. I saw my car near a large trash container and walked across the alley to see three homeless men dumpster diving. They saw me walking naked and smoking as I came toward my car and one of them asked for a cigarette. The one approached me and the others hung back. I explain to her that as part of her duties, she must behave provocatively through out the evening. The whole event will be captured on film by multiple cameras.Unknown to her and our guests, I put viagra in their food. Soon our guests become increasingly uncomfortable with their almost painful erections, as she, also spurred on by the d**g, struts around flaunting her body to their near desperate gaze.One by one I invite each guest to leave the dining room. As they leave, I 'arrest' them, hood. Damn, I want that again. But, this is not about me. Trisha and I will be Robert’s fucktoys tonight. I want him to enjoy every second of the two of us. One he loves, the other, an object of lustful desire. He wanted Trisha months ago and I can tell he wants her still. His eyes twinkled and he came to me for a kiss. I pushed him away and Trisha and I went to the bar for a drink. Trisha leaned in and kissed me. She was ready, there was no denying that tonight she wanted both of us and I was so.