I’ll have to bring my box of toys along some other time, girls. You think it over. Contact me through Kelly.” She rose, dressed calmly as the tw... women watched, astounded at the sudden turn of events. The Boss coolly gathered up her box and walked out the door with a pleasant “Ciao!” Kelly and Mary gaped at the door. “What the hell was that?!” said Mary. “We’re on this floor hot as hell, naked, and she just leaves?” “Motherfucker!” said Mary, uncharacteristically. The mood – gone. Finis. . That could have been the end of the night - but not so. Less than an hour later I was starting to get urges again with such a gorgeous woman next to me. I slowly moved my hands from her breasts down to her warm pussy and although she pretended to be asleep she responded by moving her pelvis. Soon she was rapidly fucking my fingers. I didn’t take long to enter her from behind as we lay beside each other. I told her we could stay like that until morning as she wouldn’t get tired by my weight… and. “Okay,” she said, “he wants more than just chat.” “And you?” Elle took another sip from her glass, “I suppose I have been flattered by his attention.” “Are you saying that I don’t give you enough attention?” Elle shook her head, “No, of course not,” she replied. “You’re a great husband.” “But?” “There’s no ‘but’.” “Does he know that you are married?” Elle nodded. “So what’s he doing chasing after a married woman then?” Elle smiled. “He likes to cuckold.” “Cuckold! What the fuck is. DING DONG"I'll get it!" Carlos shouted.Carlos went to his front door, opening it."Aisha. Hi. What are you doing here??" Carlos Sanchez was puzzled."Hello Mr Sanchez" Aisha smiled.He was not only shocked that Aisha knew where he lived and was visiting him now in the evening but also the way she was dressed, apart from sounding as if she was flirting with him, playing with her long black hair.It wasn't only that Aisha wasn't wearing her hijab. She wore high heels, a red mini skirt, had red.