I had a glass of water and showered. I’d need another shower before I left if I knew Sam’s intentions but I like to be clean for any lover and Sam...was always deliciously showered herself.Sam arrived a little early and wore a pair of wonderfully tight, black leather trousers and a white silk blouse under a long, grey riding coat. She always dressed as well as any of 'the professionals' as she called us, knowing that wherever we went it was vital to look the part. I was wearing a long robe when. I didn't want this hanging over my head for the rest of the weekend. As usual my boys were up cooking breakfast. We agreed to wait until later to do our normal guy stuff.We went fishing on this day. I hate fishing. I went because my boys both love to go. So we went. Actually, the boys went fishing with poles and tackle and I went and sat on the bank and talked with them. Not my most favorite pastime, but it was still a good father son outing.The next week went pretty quickly. I missed a few of. “Shit! Lee’s probably wondering where I am.” “Tell him the truth. You’re great work impressed the hell out of a major client, and we went out to celebrate. Leave out the rest of it.”When Pam got home, she jumped into Lee’s arms, wrapped her legs around his waist, and kissed him hard. She rubbed herself up and down his hardening cock until it stiffened.“Good day?”“Shut up and fuck me.”It was rare Pam used this kind of language, so course, aggressive, and vulgar. But when would she ever be this. "I'm just waiting for her to break up with Brad. I figure that by the end of the weekend she would've had enough of his antics and will have told him to drop dead. I'll start making my move Monday," he said."Whatever you say Mike. What she does, as she's head cheerleader, is only dates jocks, and while you're great, the only sport I've ever seen you do was some martial arts. Just tae-kwon-do and aikido, and they are not recognized as a school sport. You know Brad is the big man on campus and.