Jan had been used to her mom bringing home men for the night many times as she grew up. Now her mom seemed to be zeroing in on the young men. The youn...er the better. And the young guys loved her too. Sex was a sure thing with the mom. She was a freak.Jan had to go to Seattle for the day and her mom was home reading a magazine wearing a thong and skin tight t-shirt. The shirt was tight and barely covered her big globes. There was a knock at the door and when she opened it her daughters boyfriend. She felt him push his swim trunks down and he wiggled and squirmed on her to do that, but he kept his body on hers and his mouth firmly to her mouth. Her mind was racing and she grew more nervous then she ever had been in her life. She came over there to learn to cook lunch with him. She liked him and his car and his house and how he made her feel. But before yesterday she had hardly kissed a boy and now she felt this man on top of her, so confident and in control. She then realized that she. Sarah was a fraction taller than Isabella with tanned skin. She had more curves than Isabella and slightly smaller breasts, but she looked stunning in the sexy outfit. Isabella generally didn’t like blondes, but this particular situation was so hot that she found herself desperately attracted to her. She was desperate to see her naked now and to feel her skin against her own; feel her nipples brush Sarah’s; taste her pussy; entwine their tongues…she felt a droplet leak from her soaking pussy. After the concierge left me alone in the suite, I freshened up then opened the closets to eagerly see the dresses that Jacque had purchased. I was excited to see what I was in for. But the closets were empty, except for several of his business suits. 'That’s strange,' I thought to myself, somewhat disappointedly. I looked through the closet in the bedroom as well, but they were equally empty save for two luxurious bathrobes. Looking around, I spied an ornate, square envelope on the center.