And I’d love to do your wife too. She is so hot.’ ‘I thought you were strait.’ ‘I prefer men, but a good woman every now and then is fun.’...she said. ‘Let me try that pole!’ Melisa got up and began to dance, bending over so that her tight leather dress showed off her marvelous ass. My wife sat on my lap and ground down on my growning erection. ‘Someone is happy to see me.’ She said. ‘Listen babe, we … I mean this is going places we may not want it to go.’ ‘Actually love of my life, it is going. After close to an hour of making love to these hot and horny women, I fell back on the bed exhausted but with a feeling like never before in my life as they crawled up on either side of me, pressing their warm bodies against me. Their legs were over mine and their hands clasped together on my chest.We slept this way until I awoke with the urge to get up and get started. I looked at the clock on the wall with the green numbers glowing, 3:00 am. Time for me to get going. I was so excited about. She let out a short chuckle at the ridiculousness of it. Feeling smug, naughty and partly satisfied. “Impressed with what you saw I assume,” came the voice of Lana Tate , standing, leaning on the door frame, her skirt hitched and right hand still navigating her own wet clit. CHAPTER 2A late night for Lana Tate and husband Clark, awake and fucking past 1am! Not the norm for midweek when Clark was due up early to head off into London to run his recruitment businesses. Business meant everything to. I took her to my suite, after checking in (and facing some looks from the hotel staff, who were clearly uncomfortable with an outcaste among them), and then I ran a bath, telling her to join me in it. She had never been invited to do that before, so my invitation was irresistible for her.I began to massage her swarthy flesh, getting it clean and wet, as her evident tension gradually disappeared, and she clearly felt comfortable and at ease with me.She knew by now, of course, that I wanted to.