The man slowly raised his hands. “I ... I don’t know what’s happening. I was ... angry, but ... I’m not, now.”“He’s not responsible,” ...hil assured them.“We’ll determine who’s responsible!” The guard brandished a pair of handcuffs, which would have been worthless if he was violent, as neither was armed nor trained for tackling a dangerous opponent.“I called the cops,” Meg said from near the hotel entrance. “I told them we had injured, so they’re sending an ambulance, too. Since it’s you, they. Patricia mentally castigated herself as a warm flash rushed through her at the thought of William. She was a happily-married woman, she told herself, with a man most women would kill for. Johnny was handsome, strong, pleasant to be around, a hard worker and she had never loved anyone else, never come close.But curiosity is a funny thing, and she'd never had sex with any other man besides her husband — never come close.And William was definitely easy on the eyes, and he was definitely interested. She happily began sucking his fingers but was sadly interrupted by his rich, familiar laugh, “You’re in luck, Beautiful, I want to feel those soft lips wrapped around my cock.”As he released her second wrist and moved to unbuckle his belt, she noticed the prominent bulge in his dark pants, and she squirmed in her heels, feeling yet another trickle move past her lace panties. Suddenly, she moved forward, pushing him against the closest wall and using his surprise to quickly press her lips. We reached our villa and we walked into the villaready for whatever was to be.There were two glasses of champagne poured and ready for us when we cameinto the bedroom. The bed was turned down and the silky sheets allarranged for the evening. We toasted each other as Sarah kissed melightly, then deeper and ever more deeply. I could have melted in herarms. I could feel the zipper slide down as she slid each strap off myshoulder letting the dress fall to the floor. My breasts were now risingand.