... and then I remembered...The night of the assassination, when I had Shane hustle Hawk Dryden out of Congress, and get him to the bunker, Renee Cars...n was serving snacks to us in my Suite. I looked right at her, and there WAS a congressional page with her, who helped carry it all. I bet he saw her armed, and she knew that he knew she had a gun when she wasn't supposed to.He saw her, and didn't die. She needed him to die before he remembered her being where she wasn't supposed to be. Mohammad. I could hear Stella and my wife talking. One of them started to walk out of the kitchen. I wanted to flash my mother-in law again but I had this hard-on. Screw it, I'll turn my back to the door and give her a view of my ass. I can only hope it is my mother-in-law and not my wife. That could take some explaining. It was Stella and even though I could not see her I could feel that she slowed down and took a good look. If only she knew about the erection. I felt that I had taken this about as far. I am back with another part of my sex escapes. People who have not read my previous stories. I would request you to read them to know about me and how many sex escapes I had already. People who have read my stories and people who wrote to me, thank you all people. Your responses are the actual reason which inspires me to write about all the escapes of my life. Lets get in to the story guys. This time it is not about my GF Nickey. This story is about my house owner.So, guys after the last sexual. When she opened them again, she rolled those big blue eyes up to stare into mine. “I’m serious about this, Paul. Tonight, you’ve shown me that sex can feel good. That it can feel great. So now I want you to show me that even this, this thing they did to me that was so painful you can’t believe, this thing that used to leave me crying for hours afterwards, that even this can feel good with the right person.”I nodded my understanding. “Okay.”She leaned forward and kissed me. “Thank you.”After.