Kris let the door swing shut behind him before speaking. “My name is Kristoff Petersen, Mrs Hounslow. Your husband contracted the services of a coll...ague of mine in Las Vegas last week. Specifically. A prostitute. I have video evidence of the event”. He decided laying it all out was the best approach. He expected the shocked expressions and gasps. What he did not expect was the smiles and knowing look shared between the two women.“Ah!” Exclaimed Helen. “So you’re a pimp? A well dressed, good. The man noticed the commotion and he suddenly made his move. He came close to sil and the woman came close to bil. She started sucking him and noticing that he is scared she lifted him to the edge of the pool and started performing oral. Two naked bodies of strangers were now in top action. My sil in the meanwhile resisted the man who took her bra off and threw it to the edge of the pool. He lifted here and started sucking here vagina and erect nipples. By that sight my bil became horny. He was. I wore black thigh-highs, a white lace thong and matching bra. The high-heeled black shoes highlighted my calves perfectly. My chestnut hair was swinging at my back and my green eyes were wide with my excitementHe was taller than my minds-eye had pictured him but he looked amazing. In jeans and a nice dark green polo-style shirt he looked casual but amazing. His light blue eyes had a sparkle to them and my heart leapt around in my chest.Nervously we both said hello to one another and he pulled. "I want to shorten them", I told her! Becky looked unsure but was willing to go along. "Yeah, okay", she said. "Good", I said, "take off your panties and put your shorts back on while I go to get my shears." I got an even weirder look, but she began to undress as I left the room to get my scissors. She walked clumsily in my shoes into the kitchen where I had her climb up onto a low stool. She wanted to know what I was going to do but I told her to just trust me. I slid the blades up the side.