"The place near Mary's rents for $345 a week. That would be $1500 a month. Two and a half months would be $3750. I thought that they should get 10% of.... That would come to $3375 and I'd round down to $3250." Hey! You really worked it out." Of course. Don't underestimate me. I did run a hotel, remember. Anyway, $3250 works out to under $45 per night. And that's a bargain. As they're both Navy, the boat's gratis."I laughed. "I wonder whether either one can handle oars."Scitech seemed to be. He casually put his arm around my shoulder and moved closer to me. I took the opportunity to move my hand to his crotch and cop a feel of his large and firm basket. He moaned deeply in a low voice so that no one passing by would hear. He told me he was incredibly horny and wanted to have some fun. We agreed that we should take advantage of the situation immediately as there would be no chance to meet later.I looked across the street and beside the hotel was a small alley. We agreed to go there. The economy’s bad. He’s lost his job? Neighbors are losing jobs, houses, getting divorced. Oh God divorce, he knows something! Oh, please God, not my secret puppet shadow! Please, God, don't let him ask for a divorce. What’s he need to tell me? What does he know? Is it another? Please God, not another! For the last couple of months, he’d been staring off in space, thinking of something but would never "talk" when I asked what was up. Now my mind raced from the "talk" being an announcement he. “I couldn’t concentrate in the class,” he replied, hugging me from behind. “Why?” I was worried. “All the time… I was just thinking about you and… I got really horny and my cock… it’s not relaxing,” he said, and I could feel his hard cock pushing against my ass. “Don’t think about it… just concentrate on your studies. Your exams are coming near,” I replied, and I felt him pushing his cock more against my ass. “I’m trying but… I can’t help it,” he said, “I want to fuck you now.” “Honey… last.