I had told myself that this wasn't a gay spa and I needed to not make the other guys here uncomfortable. I could tell a few guys were checking me out ...hough as I soaped my ass thoroughly and got myself clean and ready.I decided that I wanted to soak in the wet sauna. I entered and sat down, closing my eyes so I could absorb the hot steam from the sauna and relax my muscles. After a few minutes I opened my eyes and noticed the man sitting next to me staring directly at my cock. I didn't think. Helena was happy and started to plan her dress for the evening, then Suzanne rang. Everything went well today at Mrs Jones and she is ready to depart. Helena mentioned about the unit and she was pleased. Helena would not commit to meeting tomorrow as she has a dinner date with Fred. Suzanne smirking replied OK, she would ring at 6am in the morning. Ha. Ha.When Fred picked up Helena in the taxi, he explained that the dinner date is two fold. First I owe you dinner and I’m still working. I have. “You don’t live here anymore, Marcus, you can’t just show up whenever you want.” She said to him, the hurt obvious in her voice. “Why does it matter? You got company already?” He replied.Kelsey’s face flushed pink before she frowned, her brow furrowing in anger. “You have a lot of God damn nerve Marcus, to act like I’m not allowed to have company, after I caught you stuffing your dick in another woman in my fucking house. Come get your shit, I don’t care.” Kelsey retorted, looking into Jamie’s. I could only have been a few yards from the victims.As quietly as I could, I crept down the stairs. I winced every time some bit of grit crunched under my feet, but I was probably the only person who could hear that. At the second floor landing, I was about to hop to try and peek through the window in the fire-door, when a shadow passed over the other side of the glass. I really wanted to see what was on the other side of that door, but the voices I heard didn't sounded urgent or alarmed, so.