.I hopefully wondered.I gathered myself, put on my panties, but not my bra, just my lil top with fully erect nipples and opened the door.Two young men...were standing there with a Vacuum and when they saw me standing there half dressed their expression was priceless.They fumbled to speak as I invited them in.They started a sales pitch on this damn vacuum when in the doors entrance hallway....and I knew these two weren't the guys.I checked them out like a hungry cougar and found them both suitable. She had on a grey t-shirt with writing on it in blue, wearing daisy duke jean shorts and a pair of sneakers. Her skin was tan and her eyes were blue and her heair a dirty blonde. She wore quite a bit of make up, which I usually find unattractive, but somehow right at that moment my head was swimming with the things I would do to her. "I couldn't find it!" she had said, me thinking of something else she could easily find. "I guess they stopped making the mascara I usually get." She pointed at. She was wonderful, of course! I couldn’t believe my luck! I was in bed with not just a drop-dead gorgeous knockout of a blonde, but she was my own daughter and another man’s wife! Well, Cassie had told me yesterday that adultery seemed to follow me everywhere, and as wrong as it sometimes was, I had slept with many a married woman before. The circumstances varied a bit from case to case, so it wasn’t always wicked of me, but, yes, I had taken many another man’s wife to bed. This made me wonder. .. Members and their Guests ONLY ... exceptions must be cleared by the council. The cops objected when the ambulance was waved through but they ... the minions of the law ... were kept out while the council sorted.It was soon handled. Wendy, decently dressed, picked up the phone and explained. If explained is the correct word. Another 911 dispatcher might not have been so understanding ... but this one was a girl and understood compromising situations ... having been in a few herself.She called.