They know nobody cares what happens in the 'scrum' as they trapped me in a tight circle and started pulling at my zipper and grabbing my ass as we dan...ed!”“Oh... Hubby!” Sandra exclaimed, firmly stroking my now rock hard cock with her evil grin, yet she had full-flowing tears running down her face as she continued her confession.“I was playfully pushing their hands away, but before long my zipper was down to my belly button, and they had my tits out of my bra, wildly groping them as I worked my. Can’t do nothing. Oh, he gives ‘em flu shots, like that. Meds.”“What kind of meds?”Shrug, “Who knows?”One more thing for me to overlook in my tightrope relationship with Harold. Short of rounding up all the whores and forcing them into some probably ineffective structured setting there wasn’t much I could do. And anyway, he’d have a new batch within a week.“Why’d you call me?”“Insurance. Think I could get insurance on my whores?”“Health insurance?”“I guess. The kind that pays me when they can’t. We're going to try to find some one to watch us fuck, can't wait!So, last night (Fri.) we went back to the same hotel as last time and went into the lounge. It was about half full, we looked around and saw a middle aged business man sitting at a table by himself. The table next to him was empty, this seemed like a good prospect so we sat at the table next to him. My GF started up a conversation with him, which of course he responded well to. We got drinks and chated with him for about a half. As the water warmed on her hand, she shifted it from the faucet to the shower head. Aaron stood up to get in the shower. In standing, he pulled his finger inside of Megan, drawing her too him in a sudden pleasurable pressure. Megan looked up to Aaron’s face; Aaron seemed a little out of it.“Are you ok?” she asked. Aaron stood still for a few seconds before replying.“Yeah, just a little dizzy,” he responded, “nothing big, it’s been doing this for a while now but I imagine the surgery will fix.