She seemed to be thinking almost as much as me. The next two days were weird. Can imaginary butterflies eat you alive fromthe inside out? Probably n...t, but it might be better than twenty four hournervous sickness. Talk about bloody stage fright. God I hope everyone isout at seven. Wear the same outfit she said as she handed me a little black clutch bagand with a strange not quite smile squeezed my hands and left. So whatwas her problem? I'm the one going out with some near stranger. She is retired officially, but unofficially the word is that for ten grand an hour she can make herself available. The word around is also that she is Jeremy's special friend. That has never been verified, and the two fight like husband and wife publicly so no one knows for sure.Jonathon Alberts runs the restaurant for Jeremy. Jonathon is blond, handsome, and is supposedly possessed of something women find irresistible. Apparently his cock is long and thick and he knows how to use it. Jeremy. I took off my pants and soon I was well on my way to my first orgasm.After a few minutes I got up to get a towel and some lube from our dresser. I wound up stripping the rest of the way. Now fully prepared to have a nice masturbation session, I put the porno back on and settled back.I was really getting into it, when the front door opened.I knew it couldn't be my wife, she was two states away by now. I froze as the form of our neighbor's teenage daughter, Alison, walked in."Oh my God!" she. I nodded o.k. and left them alone. A few minutes later Vicki came out of the bedroom. She walked up to me, sat on my lap and kissed me passionately. “You are a lucky bastard - he’s ready for it.” She whispered to me. “You mean he like the idea of i****t with you?” I asked her. “Oh yes and the thought that I’m playing his mother makes him hot and wet. I gave him a little blow-job to get him ready. He was a bit nervous about you watching, but I told him that was part of the rules. I also told him.