The box. How could I have forgotten about the box! "Room 135 Ma'am. Take the elevator to the second floor and it's down on your right." The clerk's wo...ds jerked me out of my stupor."Thank you." I managed to mutter, before grabbing my key card and the box and making my way quickly to my room. Once inside the small, yet tidy, room...I dropped my belongings on the bed and went to phone you and let you know I had made it to the hotel okay."Hello?" You answered in a deep husky voice."Brian? This is. Two hours later, Michelle showed up with their k**s. Brad had dinner ready. Even with two youngsters in the house, he found a moment to ask her if she and Rick had gone through with it. "Several times," she answered. Later, the k**s were outside playing and they discussed the experience. Rick had fucked Michelle every which way, without a condom, and had cum in her many times. She said she didn't even count but much later admitted that she had, and it was seven times in her pussy, three times. I love her but I need my work. Please do not let this ruin everything. “Hey, buddy; early as usual, I see. No, don't talk, just listen; no one else is around yet. From that look on your face, I'm guessing you know that I know about you. Also, quick note - no, I am not sleeping with your wife... yet, or you.” At this point I am sure he's into it but his smirk is telling more than he's letting on. He knows more... and I sense a plan hatching. “Let's go back to your place since your wife has. First, other people knew about the tickets. Second, I myself was once a victim of them... in the same way that I victimized Merry and Patrice. Third, Debbie's turned her sister Camille into some sort of sexual slave. This was all very heady stuff.Suddenly, I felt warm lips caress mine as Camille kissed me. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and her tongue coaxed mine into hers. I could taste the salt from Camille's crying in her mouth. Closing my eyes, I kissed her back for a few moments before I.