My name is Mariel, I am married to a man, whom I found out last week is a 'Swinger', and as I speak, I am in an elevator in a down-town hotel, heading...to the room of a man I have never met, supposedly for breakfast.'Am I going to have to fuck this guy'?I was a smidgen angry, and bit more excited, but dared not show emotion, but once my knickers were off, well all bets were off, as I was wetting feely, yes you guessed it, I was as horny as hell.'Just play along and see if your in the mood', was. I graduated Summa Cum Laude.’ Pausing for effect Jack continued. ‘I also have an MBA from Northwestern along with a smattering of other graduate course work I’ve done over the years—almost all of which is in literature. I’m actually writing full time—my second career, as it were.’ George Murphy examined the transcripts carefully. ‘Why this particular course, Jack?’ ‘I’ve read Dr. Stevens’ work—all of it. She examines some themes and specific character traits that, as a writer, I struggle with.. "Harry, I heard about the shooting. Why was he trying to get in the safe? It's empty and he was wasting his time since I changed the combination when I opened it."I looked at him for a moment then busted up laughing. The whole picture was running through my mind as I laughed the tension away. I finally settled down and Beau was looking at me like I was crazy."Are you ok Harry? Do you need medical or have you gone off the deep end on me?" Neither Beau, I thank you for the comedic relief though.. She said that she would wear a dress that would show her nice legs and no bra with her tight white sweater. She looked hot! She planned to tutor him while he sat on the couch then make her move. I had a perfect view from the closet of both of them. For tonight, she insisted that she was only going to give him a hand job or, if she was really excited, a blowjob. I reminded her that we had condoms in the drawer if she wanted to go any further with King. I hid in the closet as I heard the doorbell.