” I heard the chime that sounded whenever the front door opened. I assumed Amanda would greet whoever it was.“Thank you,” I said, “we need to ...o review the agreement for your show. Do you have time now?”“Sure,” he said, stopping with a shocked look on his face. He was looking toward the door. I turned to see what had his attention and felt a burst of fear again. Larry was standing just inside the entrance to the local talent room. I didn’t know how long he had been standing there, but I didn’t. ”“Great!” I thought as I hung up the phone. If anyone can find a stripper at such a short notice, my brother’s friends could. I was still hard and was shocked to be thinking of my wife fucking another guy and being so turned on by the idea. I got up and found her in the kitchen. “Is that what you want to do?” I asked.“What?” she asked coyly.“Don’t play with me, I’m still hard and I’m considering taking you right here and now.”“Oh you mean fucking other men?” She said innocently.“Men? You said. The one that had stayed with me leant forward and planted a quickkiss on my lips, her tongue licking mine briefly.C2She held me by the forearm gently stroking my silk gloves as she said,"I think it's time that you met the rest of us Pippa, because I get thefeeling we're all going to get to know you pretty well tonight." Shesmiled knowingly as she looked me straight in the eyes. I was wearingsome seriously classy clothes that really gave me the look of a high-class hooker. Long shiny red silk. I know how to go upstairs in the hotel without going past the reception desk. I go with men. I lie under men. I will fuck you if that is what you prefer, but I think it is that you ache to fuck a boy like me.”Oh, good lord, I thought.I fucked him on the bed in my hotel room—or rather, he fucked himself on me initially. We were both naked. His body was beautiful, and mine must have been at least adequate, as he went hard quickly as I was fondling the nakedness of him, and he went down on his.