I felt a body rub up against me from behind. One played with the hem of my plaid, pleated skirt. And they were moaning, going, “Mm,” and, “Ah,�... as if a waiter had brought out the first course for dinner.“She so ready,” Lee the lady said, her hands clasped together, proud. She was in her work clothes - dress shirt with the buttons popped open showing lots of cleavage, and her orange pencil skirt. But the men were ready for me.“Say hello,” she prodded me.“Shut up,” I said instinctively.The guy. Hayles, I'm waiting?" she demanded when I didn't answer her question.I tried, my mouth opened but nothing came out; I swallowed and tried to speak again but no matter how hard I pushed nothing came out so I closed my mouth. I could hear the two girls shuffling behind me but they too remained silent."Nothing to say, Mr. Hayles? Then I think we need to go to my office." She glanced over my shoulder; "You can come with us as well, ladies." She gestured and I got my leaden feet moving, my mind. Sheila was in turmoil so she thought that she would go for a walk along the seafront to try to clear her head. She knew that Tony and Christine had gone to the wholesalers and various other places and she also knew that the other two guests had gone out on a coach trip for the day, so Sean was in the house alone doing whatever he was doing.Sheila walked for about half an hour but still felt a mixture of guilt, embarrassment and sexual arousal as she returned to the Guest House, although she had. ...Let me tell you a little about my background ,my family.My parents weren't rich ,mind you not poor either ,they were average.I think they loved eachother but sex was not something they kept inside the marriage,in fact they were serialcheaters having countless relations ,flings with all kind of people.When my mother turned 40 she realised that her best time was over and she basically stopped having trysts and turned to another friend : alcohol,lots of it ,i came home from school and would.