You know that too. Anticipation clutches at your stomach.The man who greets you has a matter-of-fact air of easy confidence. You guess nothing you mig...t say or do would surprise him. You shake hands and he says his name is Robert - no surname, just Robert. His grip is firm and businesslike; you think, nice cool hands belong to a nice warm heart. You hope.He asks if he can call you Amanda. You tell him, of course he can. The smile he gives you is boyish, almost shy - and utterly lethal. Your. At the same time he has my man’s rock hard erection in an oily hand as he gives him a slow, teasing hand job.Then he takes my hand and tells me to stand with my hands on the wall. “Love your gorgeous big ass Sarah,” he tells me as he licks and kisses it with my man watching.“Now lean with your back against the wall, I want you to squirt for me while your man watches,” he whispers as I part my legs and he kneels and resumes licking me. After two weeks of sexless quarantine I am in sexual heaven. My bedroom door wasn’t shut and I had Beckie, or Robin on my bed “Doggie” style giving her some serious length and I had a feeling that someone was watching. I slowly turned my head, slightly, and noticed that Jazz was just peering around the door, she pulled her head back as I turned but out of the corner of my eye I knew she was watching. I spanked Beckie/Robin’s arse and whispered “We are being watched”. Beckie/Robin didn’t turn her head at all but whispered back “Who by?”. “My lil sis” I. "Where is she?" I semi- demand."She's gone," he replies. "To the airport."I look quizzical. "Her parents," he corrects himself. "Your parents I suppose; called herthis morning. Replying to last night I guess. Next thing she's chargingout the door off to get a plane to Sydney." Did she say why?" No time."I'm worried. What did she find out? What on Earth is old Kimberley upto? Plotting and scheming in my body."I'll call her." She's probably in the air. Leave it till she gets there,".