She had been left some money by her parents and it was in her own account that her husband couldn’t access and rarely asked about. She would use the...e funds and indulge. And so she booked a suite for one night in the following week at the Dorchester Hotel, complete with Jacuzzi and a home entertainment system. This done she started to trawl the agency websites, looking for those that were at the ‘higher end’ of the market. Sophisticated women, who could converse as well as looking good. She. " I looked at the upside down image of all the guys stroking their cocks and I thought to myself. 'As much as I like cock, I think I've had enough for tonight.' Sandra wasn't thinking the same though. She rolled over and sat up on the end of the bed looking towards the crowd. "OK you lot," she called out, "I suppose you can come and finish yourselves off." I just had to laugh at her as she lay back on the bed and spread her legs. This woman was insatiable and there was no way I was. .." From the Mona Lisa smiles on their faces, I didn't have to finish the statement."I'll leave you two alone," Bridgette murmured and headed off.The next thing I knew, we were in a bedroom and Beatrice was hauling on my golf shirt. I put up a finger and she backed off and I threw it over my head and reached for my belt. She shifted to picking at the laces of her bodice and muttered, "It's okay if we don't do it tonight..." Shut up." I grabbed her and pulled her to me to take the sting out of. The three 75 watt bulbs lit the place well and I could clearly see her body, brown hair cut short, in a spike like older ladies do. she was maybe a little over five foot tall, small breast, nice hips and her snatch was not too hairy. Her face and hands looked older than her body. "I am serious, join me, I don't know how much hot water there is and if it will ever recover." she said as she turned on the shower.I decided to join her, one of the things I was doing to get over my shyness was to do.