‎‎”So how much do you want to do the job?” I asked.‎‎”A tank of gas,” he said. “These packing cases are for the homeless right?”�...‎”That’s the plan but that may not work out,” I admitted.‎‎”Why don’t you meet me at Ellen’s Cafe near the highway Friday at eight. You can buy breakfast,” Tommy demanded.‎‎”Okay, I guess I can leave my DUV there while we go pickup the cases,” I suggested.‎‎”That should work,” Tommy agreed.‎‎”I’m going in to be sure we get off on the right foot,” I said nodding to the. You be at my hotel room at 3:OOPM and dress like the whore you are. Now go to yourhusband and tell him how you are his loving wife.” Shuddering she turned and started to the door. When shereached the door I gave her, her last command of theevening. “Before you leave I want you to give me yourpanties.” As she turned back towards me I can see the fire in hereyes and the anger in her face. However, when shelooked into my hard unforgiving face, she meeklyreached down and slowly. I shut the door behind him and reached down to feel his cock through his pants. I could feel the heat through the fabric and a slight wet spot off to the side that told me he was anticipating our meeting as much as I was.I lead him back to the bedroom and closed the door. It was a little dark as the only light was filtering through the blinds and the lights was off. We faced each other and I reached for his crotch again and was rewarded by feeling a handful of growing cock. He began to strip,. The musky scent sent Marcia almost into orgasm. Cheryl pulled away and stepped deeper into the room. “Let’s continue this tonight,” Cheryl said wickedly. “If we start now, we’ll be here all night. Let’s go have a few, and then see what happens.” She walked on into the small bathroom and shut the door. Marcia sighed with frustration. She slowly got herself together and put her stuff on the bed. Cheryl came out of the bathroom and walked up to Marcia. She gave a quick kiss and Marcia went off.