”That might have been closer to the truth last week than now. As the morsel submitted, Harry watched her place the fork into her mouth. Those beauti...ul full lips were somewhere else only a few days ago. His intuition, that inner voice, remained quiet for now yet Harry had plans for Laura.Looking upon her, he took some time to take her in. Framed by trestles of expensively coiffured brown hair, her fine elegant features and azure eyes were always expressive for him. Her matte, powdered skin. I took lots of pictures of her, before, during and after which also made her very horny. Boy she was wet, which I love! When we had finished, and were lying lovingly in each other’s arms, I asked her if she wanted to have her first threesome. She replied without hesitation a resounding ‘yes!’ I told her I’m sure I could arrange one for that evening, as I wanted to strike while the iron was hot. I had a few numbers of guys that had seen her pictures, and were horny to fuck her. I had included. “Thank you,” I whisper to the clouds. Then I shout up the stairwell, “I’ll make you hot tea.” I have a single room with a bathroom attached to it. As I heat up some water in the kettle, she stands by the bed awkwardly, shivering, with her hands clenching her sides. I try to keep her in good spirits but she’s hardly focused on my words. “You okay?” I ask. “Cold…” she says, staring at nothing in particular. “You gotta get those wet clothes off,” I say. “But do you have anything I can wear?”. Her thoughts were filled with only one thing, Kyle Peterson. Tomorrow, no! now at least it was today. TODAY! She smiled. Today she would be going with Kyle — Kyle Peterson, a widower, and his three kids to celebrate the fourth of July. It had been two weeks since she saw him last and every day she had thought of him. She had thought of him when she and Sarah had fucked that virgin guy whose name she couldn’t even remember right now. She’d thought of him when she was sitting at the strip club.