”“And I’m very happy to get to experience your new skills before you husband does,” I told her.She began slurping away again, cupping and play...ng with my balls. She was really very good at this. Without looking up, she reached up and began feeling for the buttons on my shirt, and slowly unbuttoned it, all the while steadily sucking away. That was a neat trick.“How did Mistress Theresa teach you all these lovely new skills dear?” I asked, removing my shirt.In between mouthfuls of my cock, Linsey. "So the stakes?" I prodded."Oh, decidedly X-rated," she mused."So you're going to get sexual favors if I hook up with Steve." I couldn't help rolling my eyes at this turn of events."It's not much different than your bet!" she shot back.My bet. Shit. I still didn't know what to think about my bet with Steve. I had agreed to two minutes of anything. If he had a lot of experience like Sandy said, "anything" could include ... well, anything.Sandy let me sit and stew for a minute before she reached. I got a few glances from some ladies in the restaurant. As we said good night to the client; Victor begged me to back to our room quickly; but I wanted him to enjoy my fun a little longer before he got me naked in the bed. We went to the hotel bar...dimly lit now because it was midnight…I took a seat around a small table in the soft chairs and Victor sat opposite me. I again took of my jacket and even in the dim light he could see my hard nipples pushing again the cloth. Then a group of three. So, sure, she could've just gotten started, or she could've started off quiet and figured I was gone, or she might not have heard me at all. But my mind was transfixed by the minuscule chance that my smoking hot new neighbor knew I'd be coming back, and was putting on a show for me.My fate was sealed; I shoved the empty plastic bag in the pocket of my workout shorts and crept towards her window. I walked up beside it, against the wall, as close as I dared, crouched down, and ever so slowly.