“Current boyfriend?” I asked. “I thought you told me you’re married?” “I am. But I also have a boyfriend, just for sex. And now a girlfri...nd too? “Yes, you do have a girlfriend now,” I smilingly reassured her. “So tell me about this boyfriend?” “Well, he’s five years younger than me. Tall. Muscular. Hairy chest, legs, and arms, which makes him so masculine, so sexy. And mmm, that deep sexy bedroom voice. His manly baritone is enough to melt any woman’s pussy into a big puddle of goo.” “And a. ”He kissed my lips. “Rachel.”He kissed my cheek. “Rachel.”He kissed my neck and said, “Rachel, spread your legs and bend over, placing your palms flat on the bed.”I obediently did as he asked. With my palms flat on the bed and my bottom in the air, I turned my head to look at him. He was messing with his phone.“What are you doing?” I asked, standing back up. I felt a bit of panic at the thought of him taking pictures of this moment.“Relax, Red,” he held his phone up showing me the screen. “It’s. Well she called me every thing under the Sun.Even an MOMMA'S BOY.I said funny you didn't say that when you was eating REDLOBSTER AND OLIVE GARDEN everynight.I never met anyone who have Lobster Taste,but Tuna fish money.then when you come home your never in the mood,or you have a headache,or you on your DAMM PERIOD.So I grab my bag and said you can burn the rest of my SHIT and kISS MY ASS.So I drove off,and was remembering how the lipstick got my drawers.It was my Mom's.thats right me and mom. Ben tipped the younger man and gained some good info on a nearby supper-club.Fortunately they had toilet options; a full bathroom; a shower-stall and another lavatory. The twin beds were separated by a few feet.Ben shucked off his shoes and jacket and flopped onto the bed trying to decipher Jessica’s language; ‘ Some mature men could turn her on? ‘But he had to avoid getting it wrong. It might sound like she fancied him but that was obviously his wild wishful thinking; wasn’t it? Why a peach.