The envelope contained a letter and a key to a motel room. It was the same motel that she and Doug used when they stayed in town after a night of par...ying. The letter was addressed to her.Dear Katy,I am sorry that I am not home tonight, but I thought that I would help make one of your fantasies come true. You and I have talked a lot about you being fucked by a mystery man that you don’t know who it still unknown even after he has fucked you. So I have made arrangements for a close friend. So there is no loss there.” “Really, why?” Before, Sean would have shrugged off the question. If it were anyone else he might have. But Elizabeth wasn’t just anyone. “Well, you know I’m not all that social a person. I don’t make friends easily. There’s no doubt in my mind that I get that from my dad. He wasn’t the most sociable of people. So when it came to social events and such…” “He really never made a big deal out of it and he never threw you any big parties.” “That about sums it up.” Sean. Then she finally slid down onto my lap.This is where things got a bit more intense. Most private dances the girls just go through the motions it seems. Not with Riley. She slowly lowered her body to mine, keeping eye contact and eventually resting her topless torso against mine. Her lips were a quarter of an inch away from mine and I could feel her breath as she began to grind her pussy on my ever growing cock through my pants. She moved in an extremely sensual, sexy way. Every move made. It was Sunday when the excrement and the fan got together. Jason turned up about half nine that night, looking very sheepish, and saying that they needed to talk, right away. A large sherry in front of each of them, and Jason began his sorry tale. Suzie was unsure if she should fume, exploded, cry, laugh or strangle her husband. Yes, she was a scarlet woman, a slut if you like, but it was all hidden. Jason, the country vicar, had been having a fourteen month affair with a member of the house.