Finally one night she said how she thought the owner would be really rough but she couldn't believe how gentle he was. Still I never suspected anythin....Then the phone calls started. Often about 8:30-9:00 on weekends the phone would ring and she would answer. She never really said much, but I noticed she would discretely begin to massage her tummy then gradually slide her hand down into her pants. Even her orgasms were really discrete. When questioned she said it was her sister. Then one night. ”“So what did you do last night, and I don't mean the sex?” Lisa asked.I laughed, and so did Helene. “We went to the Italian in the High Street and had a lovely meal.”“It's great there I hear.”“Yes, it is.”Helene then came in with the coffees.“I have told Phil about us, Lisa.”“And?”“He is okay with it.”“Wow, good man Phil. I won't give up Helene.”“She has said the same about you. I don't want to give up Helene either, so I am happy to share her.”“Good man.”“So Helene,” Lisa continues “you kept. He reached the hem of her T-shirt. And with adrenaline laced strength he ripped it right up the middle. It was a powerful quick rending that left her shocked. Her eyes flew to his and her breathing quickened even more.He looked down on her like a found treasure, as her naked breasts heaved. He laid his head down, capturing the first bare nipple in his mouth, and twirling the second with his thumb. He switched positions as his mouth sucked the other nipple in and his fingers played with the hard. "Always the boyscout," Hillary said. "I use a very secure birth control method."When they arrived back at his tiny house, Hillary hadn't changed her mind so she entered the house. "Let me see if I can shut down the camera," Roger suggested. Since he had a couple of days to fool around, he found the camera controls and killed the camera inside the house."I might have preferred the camera to continue. I could always use a sex tape later. Just in case one of us should become famous," Hillary.