The door shuts and I hear her go into the kitchen. I want her to call up to me, to come to me and tell me she loves me, that everything’s ok. She ha... spent the evening with another man and I have no idea what state she’s in. I feel a delicious, humiliating helplessness. Then a text arrives.E: Still waiting? Me: Yes. Please come up. Are you alone?E: When I'm ready. Just wait.Me: Please don't be long. I'm bursting. I want you.E: Wait.Me: Are you alone?No reply. I’m pretty sure she’s alone. Then I. I picked up Amber, and carried her into the bedroom. Thank heavens that Penny was asleep. Amber was laughing, but already unbuttoning her blouse. We got naked and had a hot fuck. Amber teased me in two ways: first, talking about Crystal and what a hot fuck I could expect from her, and second, describing how easy it would be for her to get picked up and laid by hanging out in the bar at the hotel.I glanced at the clock. It was nine-twelve p.m. eastern standard time. This was noteworthy because. "Hang on a moment," I said, "We have a late candidate."Phil and I had bantered like this since we'd been students together.With both of us being such admirers of female beauty, our drunkennights out usually degenerated into drooling over one girl, and thenthe next. The women we watched were always younger, attractive andinfinitely unobtainable, so there had never been any advancement inour routine over many years. Even Phil's brief marriage had madelittle difference to our outings. I'd half. She loved how her husband had poured his desire into her, thrilling to her new lingerie and eagerly peeling it off her. He was resting now, but she was still humming with the sexual energy he started. She smiled thinking of the night to come, a lovely walk to an intimate dinner, a late soak in the sauna, where maybe she would show off and dance for him, or simply soak with some other sexy couples also relaxing after their lovemaking, and then more delicious bed time and sleep. On impulse,.