Could I ever get it back? As we talked, I got this impression of a genuine, self-contained man. A guy who would accept people for what they were and f...nd interest in their ideas and ambitions. He didn't have to throw his weight around or brag of his success to impress people, in fact I believed that he didn't care if people thought him successful or not. He was what he was. Others may view wealth as the criteria of a man. Jack didn't. His criteria lay elsewhere.I was disappointed when I found. Carl excused himself from the room and turned on hidden video cameras as Erica started sucking his cock. She thought having sex with a fat old man was repulsive but this was something she was doing for Carl so she wanted to enjoy herself.Mike was getting dressed, smiling as he watched the naked Erica laying on the floor. Carl came back into the room."Well Mike, did you have anything else you wanted" She was fantastic, just as I thought she would be from the video's I downloaded"Carl was taken. I first started thinking it was an amazing experience to be able to fuck Tammy that way and even have her husband suck my cock and eat my cum from her cunt. But then I began to feel like I had just been used by them to fulfill their own fucked up, cuckold and interracial fantasies. I sat in front of the TV, barely watching a movie, and had a few drinks to calm myself down and relive in my mind the encounter with that white couple.Soon enough I was feeling better about things and reasoned that. I start to take my clothes off. I wait a couple of minutes and quickly pop open the door and jump out. "GOT YA!" I Yell. But there is no one there. I was hoping to catch my gremlin that keeps putting out clothes for me. I go back into the bathroom. Defeated and deflated. I press my ear against the door to see if I hear someone out there. The moment I think I do I am going to spring into action. I wait for a few more minutes and I open the door. I look down at my bed and see nothing. I finally.