”“Oh, excuse me will you, be right back, just need to serve this customer,” he said as he indicated to a woman standing near the front counter. ...��Feel free to pick out a sporran, I think you would look great with one.” He pointed to a shelf nearby with a large range of sporrans and chains. As he made his way to the counter, I was left to look around, not unawares of the fact that I was wearing nothing under my kilt. I have to admit, it felt good, and a little naughty walking around a shop with. "Oh indeed I do," said Preston Scott. I smiled him to go on."Yes, well, let me begin with the bottom line, or lines if you prefer. Your wife is a prostitute. Mister Grayson is her pimp, and she—they—have been at it for some five years. I should add, he isn't fucking her, at least not recently as far as I can tell. And believe it or not he appears to be happily married."Is he bi do you know?" I said."Yes. And I haven't been able to find out for certain, but I don't think the wife, Anita. Lol well, we got there early this time and we got the room before he got into town. He had a lot longer to drive than us. So, we decided to shower up and get some rest. and just wait for him and for a long night at the game and a downtown street party. And who knows what else.? After her shower I told my wife to put on something sexy to greet him in! She had the look of MMMM what to wear?? What to wear?? Look! and I went took my shower and came out to her choice and she did very . I certainly wanted to be better in bed than Marty and be invited to her house for more fucking."Hmm," Alice said as I climbed between her legs. "You wouldn't happen to have a condom, would you?" I shook my head in frustration. Was she going to call the whole thing off over lack of protection? "Well, just be careful and don't cum in me. It's not safe right now." I nodded and mounted her. Now I had another thing to worry about."What the hell!" I muttered and plunged my prick inside her. Oh, yeah!.