”Oh, fuck, major red flag. This guy was gonna be stuck at home forever. Well, no matter. I didn’t wanna marry the guy. I just wanted to fuck him.�...�I think that’s sweet that you care about your Meemaw,” I said as I topped off his coffee. “I’ll be right back with your breakfast.”When I returned with his food, he flashed that wickedly handsome grin again. Damn, if my panties weren’t damp as all get out. Whew!“Here you go, sugar! Is there anything else I can get for you?”“I hate to be a bother, but. Those men over there are hotel security, and they've been fully briefed on the program and the law." He paused a moment and then added decisively, "There will be no problems!"Wow! I guess not.We went in to find Emily sitting on a sofa in the lobby waiting for us. Meanwhile, every man within range was gazing at her beautiful body. She was so great, too. Although appearing to ignore the attention she was drawing, she was sitting up straight with her shoulders back to thrust her perfect tits up. I roll over onto my back and throw the covers off. The cool morning breeze from the open window flows over my body. I feel the hairs on my arms stiffen, the goosebumps rising all over me and my nipples contract as they react to the air.I feel one of my breasts with my hand and gently squeeze. My forefinger and thumb then find my hardened nipple and gently pinch it. The resulting pleasure awakens me a little more. I become aware of the tightness of the knicker elastic around my waist and hips.. My cock got hard virtually every day, more than once. Mr. Jessup was away often because he worked on the railroad. That meant he might be away for days at a time. That was alright with me because it gave me more of a chance to peek at Mrs. Jessup whenever I could. We lived right next door, with only about ten feet separating the houses. She lived in an old house, built in a desert town long ago, so all the rooms had doors, and all the doors had keyholes, whose keys had been long lost. Like.