Her sobbing stopped by the time she crossed the small bed-sitting room and stood before the kitchen table. Slowly she placed her purse, the chips, and...the note on the table and removed her coat, dr****g it over the back of one of the chairs. The only sounds in the apartment were Kim's breathing and the crackle of the balled note as it opened on the table. Kim flattened it against the table. She tried to smile, as she read the words written on the paper by the perfect hand of her landlady.“Kim,A. I imagined my wife in high heels, mini skirt and her tight top in all that mess with the kitchen staff around her sensual body…But then to my astonishment; Ana walked towards Marco and very slowly started to rub his cock through his trousers. As he grew hard she kissed him, shoving her wet tongue in his mouth…Marco tried to push her away but then all of a sudden he pulled Ana hard onto him and pushed his hand up her skirt. My sweet wife groaned as his fingers found the entrance to her moist. She didn't move, but she couldn't keep quiet any longer. "Please," she cried out. "Christ, fuck me, stop this torture." His hand slid away and she was bereft. Where was he? What was he doing? Why did he stop? She heard him moving in the room again, heard a box open. "Open your mouth." She did as he said. "Wider." What was he going to put in it, she wondered. His hand slipped behind her head and lifted it off the pillow. She opened her mouth more and something hard pressed against her front. When I just pulled my pants down, she asked if I'd be more comfortable nude like her so I agreed and stripped down! So here I was, totally naked with a naked hooker on her knees in front of me, sucking my cock to hardness, getting ready to put the condom on, when we heard branches snapping and saw an older guy about 200 feet away watching us! Now I started grabbing for my clothes but the girl just said "Oh I've seen that guy before, he just likes to watch. He's actually a good look out for.