I glanced at the clock as I entered the bedroom from the bathroom, 3.50 pm – just time to finish getting ready. I expected her about 4:15 but was no... completely sure so had planned to be ready for four on the dot. I stepped into the boxer shorts she had stipulated and headed for the kitchen where I opened a bottle of chilled white wine from the fridge, poured a glass and placed it on the table ready for her to find when she entered. I then headed back to the bedroom, crossed to the corner, put. Absent-mindedly he put the bracelet in the pocket of his tiny denim shorts as he picked up the paper and started to read it.He was not supposed to be in the house or the study and certainly not reading his Mistress's private writings.He felt a twinge of jealousy as he read some comments written there to an older man about his own youth, and inexperience and he did not notice the door behind him, opening slowly.All at once he heard a loud female voice startle him. He spun around and saw a. There are many separate rooms upstairs, for those who like a little more privacy, but the main room is a big open plan affair. As they enter in one corner of the room there is bar along the wall to the right and stage on the opposite wall. There are tables and chairs in front of the bar and around 12 ‘large bean bag’ type cushions, big enough for 2 in front of the stage, spaced about six foot apart. Down both sides of the room is a number of cubicles for those who like a bit of privacy with. Amy pointed to the right and Jake pushed her down that hallway. Amy stopped in front of her room and Jake’s cock grew harder still. He was about to pummel this bitch’s cunt with his rock hard cock. He couldn’t wait any longer. “Where’s your key?” he grunted in her ear.Amy reached into the top of her dress and produced the key card. “Slut!” Jake exclaimed, “Open the fucking door, now!” Amy managed to unlock the door and Jake opened it and pushed her inside. The room was smaller than his, but it.