. try not to get your expectations up, okay? I’d hate to see your heart broken if he doesn’t feel the same way about you.”She nodded, apparently...relieved I hadn’t made fun of her. I wonder what Anders said to her when she talked to him. “I won’t. I don’t expect anything. I just can’t help caring for him. And leaving him here...” Her eyes filled with unshed tears.I reached out to touch her shoulder. “Make you a deal. You keep my husband out of trouble and bring him back in one piece, and I’ll. .who's paying for this house?” Simon quipped back.“Don’t you fucking dare!” Tanya silently screamed through gritted teeth.“What! Babe we are living in your dad's second LA home! He got you that job at his studio as a graphic designer. I mean If I had your last name I would probably already be a star!”“FUCK!!!!YOU!!!! I am a great graphic artist! my skills got me that job! And that skill pays are bills!” Tawny balling up both her hands into fists. “Get the fuck out of my house!”“Babe I am. The next day I’m up in time for breakfast and spend the day hanging out and lounging around waiting for today’s party in the ballroom. I still have a few hours before the party, so I go up to the deck and sit down, hanging my legs over the side and just watching the world around… wondering if there will be a show today by the seas’ performers. Staring off, seeing nothing in the distance besides water… and I start thinking about you… over the water, l can see you… standing there in a little. But I’d just started to stroke my cock when Clive stopped me and reached down to fondle my sex kit.“Let me do it for you.” Clive said. Clive wanted to hand job me off over his wife’s knickers!I must have had hundreds of hand jobs back at boys’ school, my wife regularly hand jobs me, but it had been years since another guy had done one for me. I’m as straight as they come but I wasn’t going to miss this chance of something kinky erotic. I let go of my cock and thrust my hips further forward for.