Susan's image never left her mind.The next morning, Donna rolled a barely conscious nineteen year-old kid off of her. He groaned, then curled up in fe...al position on the floor. Donna didn't recognize him and she wondered how lucid either of them had been when they started something neither could finish. She looked around the living room where she had slept--trashed even worse than yesterday.Susan.The hangover quelled the euphoria enough for all the repressed emotions to charge to the forefront. .”I pulled my gaze away, blushing. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this for real. Dan had moved over to one of the loungers, and beckoned me to him with a crook of his finger. As I moved towards him, Mal slapped me on the rump.“You two get started, I’ll be right back.”Naked, he padded inside and I turned back to Dan. He was lying back, lazily stroking his length. Tattoos crept up one side of his chest and down his left arm and I found myself drooling again. Fuck, but he was pretty. He. So what do you say? I’ll get a nice hotel suite for us next week sometime?” she asked cheekily.“I don’t know, I just…” I stammered. She was very nice, but I didn’t really want to be caught having an affair, especially with the wife of a rich and possibly very powerful man.“Look, I tell you what Jack, a few years ago I once hired a male escort,” she explained, “He was very handsome, but he didn’t anything like the equipment you’ve got.”“Okay…”“What am saying is, he charged me five hundred pounds. If we change our minds in five or ten or even fifteen years, we can. But whether we do or not, I’m content with our decision.”“Show me?”Well, maybe it was weird, but Kate was hot and that’s all it takes for me to get it up. Her jeans and panties never made it beyond her ankles before she was bent over the crib and I was buried to the root in her, stroking her bare breasts under her T-shirt until she came. And then came again, loudly. That’s when Wendy walked in on us. Two seconds later, her.