Now I started to worry.What if she told my wife what she had seen??What if she told her husband??What if she reported me to the police or something??E...ery time I saw either her or her husband going in or out of their house for the next couple of days I worried. If they were in their garden I stayed in doors.The following Sunday I was walking back to my house after getting the Sunday papers and Val was walking up the road towards me. My heart missed a beat.“Hello” she said, “how are you?” “Oh. What to do in the meantime? Without the air conditioner, the temperature rose quickly in my shitty one bedroom apartment. I desired to be some place else. Might as well hit up the Yellow Clam, seeing how my last visit left something to be desired. The Yellow Clam was originally a brothel for Chinese workers when building the railroad. Over the decades the residents have changed but the name stuck, it’s kinda a historical landmark, especially now that it’s a legal brothel again. The lobby’s. It just hurt and I made them stop. So, you can try, but I don’t know if I can do it”, she said. “I wanted this day to be all about your pleasure, not pain. You have to trust me. I won’t hurt you. If you feel any pain at all, know that I will stop immediately. I will take things very slowly, that’s why it hasn’t been successful before, I suspect. Just hang in there with me and I will give you the most amazing orgasm of your life”, I told her. I told Katie to lift her hips up and eased two. Remember who's the little slut slave here! As I told you before If you want this again, baby - and I know you do - my friends get to watch." Anyway, it's not like we haven't done this already today. Now, take your suit off for us." Linda stood there just looking at James, but she kept her hand on his cock, stroking it through his suit. James peeled off his bathing suit. His erection was enormous. Linda immediately put her hand around it and said, "I know I shouldn't be doing this again. Please.