’ ‘When will you be here?’ he asked. She smiled. ‘Early,’ she said. ‘Let me surprise you.’ It was only a little past seven o’clock ...hen she knocked. He padded to the door barefoot, wrapped in the hotel robe. Beneath it, he wore nothing. He opened the door with a smile–and then his eyes widened. Carol had her hair tied back in a ponytail, and was wearing short maroon cutoffs and a matching sweatshirt. She was barefoot. She looked like a plump and curvy teenager. Her pale, beautiful legs. She quickly ran up and heard some moaning sound, her heart broke. But still she had some faith left, so opened the door a bit to see who were they.What she saw felt like her world broke apart. Tears rolled down her chicks. She ran down and sat by the bar and ordered for drink. She simply took a sip and tried to cope up with what is going on and what she heard was truth or not. “Do you think that Anamika is perfectly mesmerized by our plan… Ahh! Ohh! Aouch!” Rosy said it controlling her moans.. "Did looking at me turn you on?" What?" his face was bright red."It's ok, you heard me," I replied looking up at him coyly."Um..." he was quiet, shifting. "I guess...I guess so...I didn't know it was you at first...I just saw your ass...I mean butt sticking out and..." You mean like this?" I asked turning around and sticking it up for him. I knew I had a great ass, my husband loved it—why wouldn't my son?He swallowed hard. "Yes." Do you want to touch it?" What?"I tucked a finger into my. It was just a business arrangement. She was providing a service. And although most of her "john's" were just that, men needing her services, occasionally she would come across one that would give as good as he got!But Michelle always kept her relationship with James in the forefront of her mind. She loved her husband and while she might be having sex with other men, it meant nothing to her. She loved James and only him.As usual, Michelle parked her car around the back of the house in a well-lit.