How she longed for a bath and a warm, soft bed. Following Jan along the cobbled street she looked around her. The canal glinted black under a solitary...street lamp and ahead of her were a row of old buildings. The hotel was in darkness but Jan went over to a side door and knocked quietly, his head bent close to the door. ‘They know me well,’ he told Annie as they waited and she yawned. ‘They always stay up late, don’t worry.‘ So far everything was as he had said, and the hotel looked. Silently, I thanked my daughter for setting me up and knew that I would have to buy her something expensive as a thank you gift.After a few months, I had built up quite a harem of sexually frustrated married ladies between the ages of thirty-five and fifty, most of whom would stay the night. They always went home feeling well fucked, with a contented smile on their faces, and a pleasantly swollen pussy. It’s amazing what word of mouth can achieve. There were plenty of ladies who were not. I was loving it. Some time in the middle of the night I was awakened by the main light being turned on. I opened my eyes and saw my wife, dressed only in her panties, her normal night ware, peering at me. I struggled to remember who was the naked body pressed against my equally naked body. Oh! Shit! It was Suzie! Then, to my utter amazement, Wendy bent over me, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, Go back to sleep. Then she left the room, switching off the light as she left. Next morning I. We all have atleast one BFF with whom we share everything. For me, it was Sayli. We’ve known each other for 12 years, right from our primary school days. We went to the same junior college and got into the same engineering college as well.We spend most of our time together, and people often call us a lesbian couple to tease us. We’ve known all about each other’s relationships, hookups, breakups, literally everything. She was like my soul sister. Obviously, I didn’t have any feelings for her as.