." You want to feel great, that's what that girl is for," I pointed out, "What's her name?" Uh ... Gwen--" She prefers Gwendolyn," I heard a nasal wom...n in the background announce."Gwendolyn Ashcroft." He declared."She from Halifax?" Maybe?" He felt trapped and I pinched my nose in frustration."What's she do?" I asked."She's a waitress, at Flynn's," Right, because he'd never go out and find a girl. She'd have to fall into Matthew's lap."How old is she?" 25 to 28," He guessed. So slightly. She heard the soft bong repeat three times and stop, then repeat as she brushed her hair ... It was a state of the art system. That pattern meant an intruder was in the house.At first she thought Mrs. Miller had forgot to reset it when she took Kenny to school, it was a bad habit she had. But she remembered the repeated admonitions from her husband about never taking anything for granted, so she went to check.There was a man in her kitchen, with his head in the fridge. A man she didn't. Then he said that he may help me to make my wife make comfortable to any level I wish. I was surprised and asked him whether it is possible. He said yes. I said if it is possible then I would prefer to the limit she would not object. But I was not sure that my shy wife would open up so easily. He asked me to believe him. But he said that he will be having additional charge for this. I said if you can then I will. Then he introduced me his friend Ami. She was a girl working in the same resort.. ”Again she tilted her head with that look of someone who was trying to solve a puzzle. “I’m, umm Frank,” I muttered, after suddenly remembering my false identity. “And you are?”She looked into the mirror and with a hand sliding down to my cock replied, “I don’t like to give men here my real name, because, you know, they can get a bit attached.”I couldn’t help but feel my cock harden as she gently stroked it and whispered sensually, “But you can call me Kim, for now.”“Oh, fuck,” I blurted out.