He would soon find that out, however, and there would be hell to pay.Dick was your typical loser. He had never held onto a job more than six weeks at ...he most. He was constantly in trouble with the authorities for drug-related offenses, and his parents finally sent him to his dad's brother, whom they hoped, as a Sheriff, would be able to straighten him out. At 18, his life seemed already predictable. Prison was his most likely future.Just a week into her illicit tryst, Bubba came home earlier. Oh well I would know tonight. After work I stopped in the lobby for some free wine and a salad, the hotel hosted the “welcome home” in the lobby for guests, and it was usually all I needed to get to sleep anyhow. Up to my room, inside I dropped off my tools and laptop, then across the hall and rapped on the door. The security guard, Barbara, opened, and said “hi, come on in, and how was your day”? “Fine”, I replied, the salads were good today in the lobby, and I did manage to sneak a glass of. Williams' direction. His body was tan and muscular, and his cock had a semi-erection. He smiled at Mrs. Williams and dove off the diving board into the pool."Wow! The water is nice. You must come in. Why don't you skinny-dip too." Oh, I don't know. I'm a married woman.”"Your husband isn't home, and I promise not to tell anybody." I haven't skinny-dipped in years. Sure. Why not?"David couldn't believe it. She was eager to show off her body and was probably anxious to fuck David. Having. So I’m thinking of YOU. I fly out to see you in your country, state or city. We are in an elevator (or lift for my British folks!) going up to your apartment (or flat!) or an hotel room. You try to be a gentlemen, at first. But the excitement of having me in your reach, and the urge to be on top of me, or in me, is too damn strong.I glide along my slit and lightly pat, tap, and caress the triangle mound, still over my underwear, still teasing myself. You pin me against the wall and you bend.