A large advance tip to the bellboy however ensured better treatment from him. In the glass elevator on the way up, I casually unbuttoned Rachel, expos...ng her slowly to the bellboy. He tried to avert his eyes, but the temptation to glance over was too great. His eyes carefully followed my trail down Rachel’s body. A flush spread up out of the stiff collar of his uniform shirt. He was a young man. Barely more than a boy. ‘Ever had one that young?’ I whispered to Rachel. I wondered if he heard.. My role was to provide the human interaction by which he could decide on and measure what he did.He was already getting some sense of how he could play a role in the human world around him. Helping to nail the would-be fertilizer bomber had apparently given him a big sense of satisfaction.I think it is possible that my action protected many who might have been harmed by this person, do you agree, Jack?"Absolutely," I told him. "Somebody else did that a few years ago, with a smaller amount than. We can make all the noise we want," she giggled.I watched as Mandi lifted her feet up and propped them on my dashboard. Her skirt rode up totally exposing her panties. She spread her legs slightly, and lowered her hands between her legs. I almost drove off the road when I saw what she was doing. She was rubbing the crotch of her panties with her lovely tapered fingers. Mandi was obviously trying to excite me. It was working. I had a feeling of satisfaction come over me as I watched her teasing. "Hurry up! I want your cock in me, now!"She began kissing me wildly, never letting go of my head.Through her kisses, she said, "Get your cock in your wife's pussy." I was at a fevered pitch and as quickly as I could, I obeyed. She was so wet and ready that my entry seemed to be at light speed. The heat of her engulfing my erection was pure heaven."Oh, God, Yes! Now, Fuck Me, Hard! Drive it into me. Punish my pussy with your cock." What the hell!?" I thought. "She doesn't talk like this!"Lust.