She wouldn't go into great detail, but the roommate did say that, although their methods were unorthodox (strangely, she blushed when she said that), ...heir record of successes was unblemished. Having read the terms of the contract, Melody now understood why her roommate had blushed about this unconventional consulting firm's methods. Her biggest problem now was deciding whether her success, and her company's, was worth the price."You realize that what you're asking me to sign is little short of. .. cuckold, yes. Yes, I wanted to push you toward cheating with at least one or two men lately, maybe more, so that I could watch and then join in later. It’s not the hard-core cuckold stuff, mind you, none of that chastity bullshit, but the idea of wife-sharing and wife-watching does turn me on ... a lot. I’ll do better about fucking you ... especially now. I just plain enjoy the idea of sharing you with your old man. Also, I want to eat you out afterward ... after he and I fuck you, that. He got up, got dressed and with a mighty sigh of resignation, opened the door. He proceeded down the cabin’s narrow hallway and then turned right, into the small kitchen/dining area. Jeff and Karen were sitting at the table. Bert was manning the stove. Karen was the first to notice his presence.“Hey!” she greeted with a friendly grin.“Morning,” Paul acknowledged her, forcing a polite smile. He took the seat right next to Jeff and before long, Bert had served a plate of steaming bacon strips. There was no telling how long it would be. Her eye fell on the copy of The Da Vinci Code in German that she'd been reading on the plane; it had barely held her interest, but maybe it would serve to kill a little time since she hadn't come close to finishing it. She'd just settled in on her bed and found the bookmark when the phone rang; it proved to be Megan. That was quick, she thought."I talked to Jimmy," Megan reported. "He said it would be fine if you went with us and we dropped you off.