“ I’m a grieving Widow Ed! But your right I do like you. I also like this lovely tune being played; can we dance Ed?”Ed rose and took her sedate...y onto the floor where they began smooching to the slow melody. Ed murmured in her ear, “Okay Mrs Windsor give me a break, what do your friends call you?”“It’s Valerie; or Val if you prefer.” she said without enthusiasm.“Valerie! Well that’s just fine! So ... let’s dance on.” whispered Ed with satisfaction.Valerie felt his groin come a little closer to. Finally, the ball-gag was placed into her mouth. He asked her if she was comfortable and she replied with a nod of her head. Almost on cue, the doorbell rang. He softly smiled at his helpless wife and left the room to answer the door. Their he found an very good looking middle-aged Black man. They briefly exchanged pleasantries and got down to the details of the contract. After there was a meeting of the minds, the man adjourned to the second bedroom and removed his clothing. After a few. Then we went over to the windows and watched the blizzard sock it to Chicago.When the meal arrived, it was obviously intended for the original people who were to populate this suite. We enjoyed it immensely. Probably the only time I'll be able to afford a meal of that caliber. Couldn't have afforded it then if I had to pay for it. Then we went over to the window and I hauled over a sofa-loveseat and we enjoyed the blizzard. A hell of a lot more interesting than anything that would be on TV.She. .. yes darling yes oh... god yes!"For the next several seconds they kissed with extra sensuality, intermingling their tongues and their moist breath, their naked breasts brushing and their fingers moving rapidly below, their lower bodies beginning to pitch and roll in unison. The moment approached. They were tightly synchronized, looking into each other's eyes, moaning softly."Come with me, baby," Laura panted. "I'm going to..." Oh Laura... oh Laura yes... oh Laura! Unhhh! Oh... Laura!.