The unexpected workout session in the changing room of the sex shop had certainly worked up an appetite. I head to the hotel bar and see it is nice an... quiet.I choose a seat that gives me a view of the reception desk and order a gin and tonic from the rather pretty drinks waitress who comes to take my order. There is something so erotically charged about a girl with a good arse in a tight-fitting skirt I muse to myself as I watch her walk back to the bar to get the barman to make my drink.I. My sister came back to the house. I was sitting in my chair playing games pretending nothing happened. But she came in and she didn't look happy. "What the fuck were you doing in my room!" "I..... I was putting my clothes in the laundry." "Why didn't you knock first!?" "I didn't know you were home... I'm sorry." "We haven't had a chance to spend time together recently, and you made her feel uneasy so he left!" "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I'll make sure I knock next time. Okay?" "You better" She. She told me that her husband gets off on men with big cocks fucking his wife.”“She set up a meeting for us. I was to wine her and dine her for a day or two before putting the heavies on her. It worked like a charm. On the third day, I booked a motel and we fucked from when her husband went to work until when he came home. It went on for several weeks. One day she came along and told me it was over. I asked her why and she told me that I was getting too attached.”“I’m sorry mate. I thought that. He leaned over and put his elbows on the desk to rest his head on his hands, gently massaging it as if that would make the terrible headache go away. The latest developments had had him thinking about his career in the army in general. He almost wished he could somehow go back in time and fail at pretty much everything so he could get Gomermont's job for a change.Instead he leaned again back on his chair, the muscles in his back stiff from constantly sitting, signing documents since early dawn..