Part1Misha had just made herself a grilled chicken salad topped off with on-the-vine cherry tomatoes. She had taken a break from the financial report ...he had started yesterday for the impending external audit that had given her so many worries recently.She thought working on it from home when her husband Ken was at work would make for less distraction, and she would be able to finish and recheck it in a couple of days, as opposed to the week she had set herself at the company's main office.. Our next door neighbor, Josh, seemed to be the perfect and ideal candidate for Sexual Deprivation Poster Man. He was 45, married for 20 years to his beautiful yet materialistic high school sweetheart, and therefore, we knew for an absolute certainty and beyond all doubt, that he hadn't had any type of sexual relations for approximately 19 1/2 of the past 20 years. Yep, just your typical adult married male. Josh would be a wonderful Poster Man for sexual grief. We knew the minute the audience. There was a chandelier in the waiting room and the floor was shiny. I stared up to see if he was also smiling but he wasn't. He was rich, it was probably nothing to him. He continued to the front desk and there was a stunning brunette woman waiting for him. She was obviously turned on by his presence. Who wouldn't be turned on? He was tall and he looked like a god. "Good evening Mr. M, your room is all ready. If you need anything I'll always be here," she said with a seductive tone while. "T thought you and Bill went out of town for the weekend" I said as I reached for a towel to cover my hard cock."Bill got called into to work late last night. Something to do with the computers and it looks as if he will be there most of the day so I thought I would come over here. Don't bother with the towel sweetie, I like seeing proof that I can still turn heads."She dropped her bag and said, "I brought my bikini, but I don't see any sense in putting it on since you are nude."She unrolled.