Laura was fucking some loser on my bed. We didn't even officially live together. She still lived with her parents, although she did spend most nights ...ith me when I was at home. She had cheated on me in my house.I was beyond angry. It was red mist time, and I chased dickhead out of the house with a cricket bat which was on top of my bag in the hall. I scored a few direct hits and he leapt into his car, he then thought he was safe and lowered the window and asked about his clothes. I told him. I immediately replied with our estimated time of arrival at their local airport, and sent it out. I finished the rest of my e-mail correspondence in less than ten minutes, and was entering my web site when Trina joined me.Seeing her in that sheer pink teddy, and nothing else took my breath away. Her fiery mane drawing my attention as it glistened in the low lighting of the hotel suite almost as much as the bright nearly neon orange triangle above her recently shaved slit.“Oh good,” I said,. “You’re probably right Emily. We will move, but not before you’ve wandered all around the prudes.”That I liked to hear and couldn’t wait for the guys to tell me to go walkabout. I didn’t have to wait long then the totally naked me got up and headed right into all the clothed people. I decided to look like I was looking for someone, just in case anyone said anything but they didn’t. Lots of people looked at me, which made me feel good, but no one said a word. I moved in and out and up and down. ’ ‘What do you mean?’ I asked cautiously. ‘We could dowith a bit of help in the yard, answering the phonesetc and we could pay you a bit to make it interesting.There would be some duties though not in the jobdescription if you get my drift?’ ‘Be specific’ I demanded. ‘Well we’d want you to dress nice, when you come towork, like you do when you go out. You know wear stuffthat shows off your figure. We like it and it willprobably bring in some.