Enough thinking on that now. I made Jenny and Mike sausage sandwiches. I felt nervous and didn't think I could eat. I called them for their breakfast...and went upstairs for a shower. During my shower I thought of him running his hands all over me as if he was washing me, soaping up my breasts and my nipples hardened with that thought. I drew my breath in sharply as I felt my pussy begin to get wetter at that thought.I shook my head and tried to clear my mind. I washed my hair and once I had. .." he sighed."Does your wife suck you like this?" I asked, allowing his shiny penis to point straight up towards my lips while I stroked him with my hand."No, not even close," he whispered.I fanned my fingers out over the tip, then back down, watching the pulses that made his head swell when I caressed it. It looked to me like a fully inflated water balloon, the skin stretched around the blood that filled it to capacity. A round droplet of precum appeared at the tip. I rubbed around it with my. I asked, “Since I want to please my lover, do you know an attractive gay woman younger than us who would be willing to come to my hotel room the next time we are in Boston to make love to me in front of him?” She thought she did.After I hung up the phone I had more reservations. I wondered if I could still respond sexually to a woman. I had never faked an orgasm in my life and I was not about to start now. Could I get past that hurdle? I also found the whole idea of a naked woman on top of my. It was the coach, he appologised for getting me up. Thank god I got dressed. We talked about schedule changes. I stripped down and went back to bed.Just nicely wrapped up and another quiet knock. This time as I dressed I checked the peep hole, then I wondered if I should strip off, no I might scare her off.“Yes?” as I opened the door.“ Can we talk ?“ Shelly said standing in the hall. I was disapointed, Both a Bra and Jeans.“ Sure” as I stepped back and waved her into the room.She hesitated for.