She is a 40 year old darker blond, very thin and shorter, smaller but firm tits. Sometimes in the afternoon she is there sunbathing naked, probably do...sn't mind me watching (or maybe she didn't notice, I am not sure of that). She has a pretty body that turns me on. That lovely tanned body, firm nipples and neat trimmed pussy seem so amazing to me. I just get the sensation of trying to have her closer, tasting that body, that pussy with lovely pussy lips. She seems like a queen there, last time. Bring your paper with you, too, or at least have a copy on your cellphone.”Alice laughed, “I try to be prepared for every eventuality when I travel. Yes, I think I have just the right dress and shoes ... and paper. What time?”“Well dine out again near this place. They don’t serve meals. So, we’ll aim to get there around nine o’clock. Put your flirt on.” Wendy laughed. “We’ll leave some time after seven.”Ron moaned, “Just so you know the place is a bit of a meat locker, but the pickings are. I was dozing lightly sometime later when I heard a noise. I was instantly alert with my heart in my throat. I sat up, listening, holding my breath. I heard it again. A footstep, followed by another, in the hall outside my room. I slipped silently off the bed, tiptoeing to the closet where I kept my revolver on the top shelf. I didn't make it in time. The footsteps got closer. I reached behind the vanity and grabbed my ball bat. The hunk of wood hadn't seen any action since I gave up softball. Wife Sarah in only the clothes she was born in lay on her back on our bed as a black female I recognised as a friend of Sarah,s Fran Lewis was equally stark naked and suckling my wife’s right boob like a big ebony baby. I drank in the sight of this sexy black female obviously making love with my bride. Mid length curly hair framing a pretty face with mouth not as large as some, intelligent dark eyes, slimmer than Sarah with saggy breasts even bigger than Sarah’s with puffy nipples just begging.