"Is everything OK Janice, you don't seem yourself today?" she asked.I nodded and smiled, "Yes, everything fine" I replied, but my voicewas shaking, an... I felt tears coming. What the hell was wrong with me.I was letting the prospect of no sexual relief get to me and I wasstruggling to even think rationally. All I could think about wasgetting laid. I was a seventeen year old boy, trapped in the body of a48 year old woman, and all I could think about was getting fucked by aman, a thought that. ‘Now then let’s get you two comfortable, follow me per favore.’ He led us through the large restaurant, dodging waitresses and a large round table with people finishing off ‘Happy Birthday’, to a quiet table, somewhat separate from the rest of the restaurant. ‘I’ll be right back with some menu’s.’ Marco said, as he turned around and headed back to the reception desk. Matt stood behind me and I turned as he pulled out my chair and held his hands out, ‘Your jacket, Ma’am?’a small smile etching. When he whispered dirty nothings in my ear, my nipples instantly responded. To add to the spice, "Let's test the body heat theory shall we?" I led him to the bedroom pushing him on the bed. "I love it when you're rough," he said with a chuckle. As I pulled the sweater over his head, I stared at his body; his tattoos were glistening with sweat, his pecs so hard they could cut glass. I licked them and played with the rings. His breathing accelerated when I stroked his cock through his pants.. Bimbos. They won't be able to help themselves. Then we can sell the orgy footage to the married MILF website and get even more cash. Me and you'll be in the middle. Just imagine it.”“Damn, Alice,” Frank panted. “What happened to my wife?”“You improved me,” I purred before I kissed him hard on the mouth.His hand seized my ass, squeezing both my cheeks and pulling me up and down his cock. His fingers kneaded my flexing rear as I rode his dick. I shuddered as I slammed up and down. My clit rubbed.