Leaving the airport behind, they wound their way into Athens. The driver continually glanced into the rearview mirror—not at traffic, which he seeme... to ignore, but at Rebecca. She gradually slumped down in the seat far enough that she could not see the driver’s eyes in the mirror. The cab pulled up beside a beautiful hotel near the center of town. Rebecca had seen a glimpse of the Acropolis as they turned in.“Here it is. Hotel Athenee. One of our finest. Views of the Acropolis and Parthenon. He thrashed and struggled, whatever had enclosed him was alive, shifting and moving as he kicked and gripped the fur in his attempts to pull himself free. He pushed his face through an opening, blinking to clear his vision. He was in some kind of hall, the tall ceiling suspended by wooden beams, illuminated by flickering fires. He freed an arm, gripping a handful of fur for leverage, and pulled his torso free. He turned his head to see what had trapped him, a yelp of surprise and terror. "Oscar wants a woman who appreciates his big cock. He travels for his work, so he is only in town a week or two each month. The last woman he was fucking was married, too; he said there are fewer complications that way. She moved away, so he was hoping you would take her place. I don't want to add any pressure, but he also said there was one other woman in consideration." Rose didn't know that Oscar wanted her to be his mistress. She started to imagine his big cock pleasuring her several times. I pulled her black stiletto high heels out of her closet and place them on the bed she'd write-off came into the bedroom puzzled standing there naked with the curtains open with me smiling she gave me a grin like what's up with the shoes and I told her I said wouldn't it be fun to put on a show for the trash collectors she smiled at me and said really and disappointingly it did not happen we put the shoes away she got dressed and we continue down with our daily chores for the house a few weeks.