I don’t know. Maybe I really am a sadist at heart? I went out to the pool and did a couple of laps to clear my head and get the musk of the cellar o...t of my skin and hair. The warm California sun smoothened out the wrinkles in my brain and calmed me. I lay on my chaise longue with my eyes closed, hoping that I would not need to return to the scene in the cellar, but nevertheless becoming more and more curious as to what was happening down there. And in the end, I have to admit, it was the. I was about to tell her off again. But I decided that I would waituntil after I fucked her. So I closed the door behind me and followedher to what looked like a large living room.She stopped in the middle of the room, turned to face me again and said,"Take off your clothing,"I started to quickly take my clothing off."Not like some slut in heat," she said. "Be more seductive, like astripper."I should've left that hotel suite when she said this but by then I wasagain getting horny and my cock. The four toasted each other with several rounds of drinks, and enjoyed a nice dinner of fish Sally had bought at the store earlier in the day. They knew they should be out catching their own, but somehow, no one had had time to do any fishing. After dinner, it was another bridge game. All had the feeling they were postponing bed time. Sue and Ernest weren’t particularly tired. After all, when they weren’t otherwise occupied, they had slept quite a few hours that day. Sally sized up the. I put on a red suspender belt with a pair of black patterned stockings.I topped this off with a dark grey button up dress which came a couple of inch above my knees and some 4” black heels.By the time I’d dressed I was already horny and wet!Just before I finished work I got a text from Bill saying he was outside the bank, as it was dusk he didn’t want me walking alone, very chivalrous I thought.I came out of the bank and Bill was waiting, he gave me a peck on the cheek and we started walking.