Hell, I'll even admit to you that Jeff and I were on a mission of sorts; we have two days left on our vacation and we've discovered we have a mutual f...ntasy that we actually considered acting on. It didn't work out, but was fun anyway."Tom seemed intrigued when he asked, "A mission? Like secret agents? What are you guys up to? Spill the beans. I'm all ears."Jeff was staring at me with a puzzled look on his face. I thought, what the hell. I'll have some fun shocking Tom and Mike. We'll never see. I switched to Martha's room. She wasn't there but she was in the bathroom. She was just wrapping up a tampon to throw it away. She didn't put in another one so her period must be over. Now maybe she would be a little more sexual for me.It wouldn't be tonight though. All Martha did was wash her crotch with a wet washcloth and hang it on the hamper. She put on her robe, went to her room, hung up her robe, then went to bed. End of the Martha show.The Mom show was even less exciting. Mom didn't. Go on in. Take him a couple of those sandwiches. He'll like that. You Sir," she was addressing Ben, "go sit at one of those desks and eat your lunch."I took four sandwiches and a couple of Cokes into the ACE's office. A guy was sitting in a wheelchair, working a mouse with one hand and something with his chin. A knockout looking lady was sitting next to him seemingly ready to help him at any second. They both looked up at me expectantly."I'm Charles, Chuck Johnson. You are obviously Randal. I wet my lips and slowly trailed moist kisses down his chest. Before I could sink to my knees he grabbed me and jerked me upward. "I think you need a bath." He smiled and pushed me backward down the hall. "Do I?" "You do." Shutting the bathroom door, he shoved me against the wall. I could feel my juices soaking through my thong and on the insides of my thighs. I smiled up at him. It had been a long time since I'd been this horny. I reached around and undid the clasp on my bra. Brushing.