'Gentlemen. I heard raised voices. It doesn't do for two of my brightest young associates, and potential partners I might add, to be fighting so openl.... Especially when there are clients in the building. Would one of you care to tell me what's going on?'Neither of them spoke.'Mr. Marsden?'Matt looked at his desk.'Mr. McTaggart?'Jerry looked from Maurice to Matt and back again. Matt could read what he was going through in his eyes. He had to decide between his friend of ten years, and his. The look on the little redhead's face was one of pure terror and I could feel her body trembling under me. That look on her face told me it must have been this girl's scream that had awoken me. I pushed up with my hands flat against the mattress we were laying on and felt my cock slipping out of her vagina. Watching my cock as it dislodged itself confirmed my previous guess at the girl's age because of the very sparse amount of silky red pubic hairs that framed the puffy lips of her vagina.I. Well I did fall asleep and woke again at 12 am she still not here.Now its four hours and I'm thinking whats she doing right now ??My imagination runes wide stroking myself. Then I must have been dosing off ,I hear the hotel door unlatch and in comes my wife , looking so flushed but satisfied ,she puts the keys on the dresser and says OH MY GOD! I said what happened , again OH MY GOD! I'm like stroking myself faster she then says HE WAS UNBELIVABLE! first she said when I first got there he. “I wasn’t trying to cause trouble. But you two seemed so free and.. and bold, I guess. And he’s beautiful!” her voice drops to a mumble.“How old are you, Megan?” Taylor breaks in. “We don’t want to cause any trouble either, and we don’t want to get you into any trouble.”“I’m eighteen right now, I’ll be nineteen this fall,” she answers hesitatingly.“We were wondering if you might want to hang out with us,” I suggest.“Um, I’m still at work, I get off at ten, is that too late?”“No way!” I.