The network had made us dinner reservations at one of LA's fanciest restaurants, and I'm sure tipped off the paparazzi. I decided to wear a suit with ...o tie, figuring it would fit in with LA's casual atmosphere. We met in the lobby and headed out to the limo. I made sure to be photographed kissing Tonya on the cheek.We were met at the entrance to the restaurant by the manager, and shown to a private booth. It turned out that the network would be paying for all of our meals on the trip. I. She hesitates, teasing me, twisting her fingers in my pubic hair. Exploring my upper and inner thighs, making me twitch, all the while still licking and sucking my nipple. My cock strains, begging for her touch. She cradles my balls, now drawn up tight in their sack, waiting their turn to pump their cum into her. Slowly, almost tenderly, her hand wraps itself around the shaft, squeezing gently. I take a deep breath as the softness of her hand begins to slowly stroke me.I can feel my cock oozing. I gathered myself together and quickly snuck out of the house, hoping that neither of them knew I was there at all. I drove to the apartment, finding my lover there cleaning up. We started to kiss, and then we started to make love like wild jackrabbits. We fucked so many times, I couldn't stand myself.After our serious fucking session, I then played the tape for her. She was so hot from it that she pushed my face into her crotch and told me to eat. I did as I was told, considering that I loved. This started the conversation of me visiting Switzerland to see her in person. She was understandably nervous , so I gave her several weeks to think about it. She agreed and we started to make plans.The plan was for me to buy my plane ticket, and she would acquire an apartment for the week, thus we would both be spending about the same amount of money. I had come up with a story to tell my wife that a male friend from the photo posting site had invited me over and that I really just wanted to.