If she was afraid, one of the security men shouldaccompany her, by all means.To make a long story short, she went, and met with Eric, who told herthat...he wanted her services as a live-in mistress and escort for ayear, or maybe longer. She would be at his beck and call, wear whateverhe wanted her to wear, go wherever he wanted her to go, and do anythinghe wanted her to do. The only thing Carol told him was that she didn't,and wouldn't touch any drugs. Eric laughed at this, and told her thatwhen. I claimed I was from the BBC and needed to do some notes and measurements for camera angles and such. She was mid sixties, plain, dumpy and dowdy and of no interest, although stripped off I would have no doubt found a cunt and arse to fuck, while playing with pendulous blue veined breasts and she was busy, grooming a horse out back so she left me to it. As usual a set of keys was hanging in the kitchen door and I pressed the right one into a pad I carry for such purposes. I checked the alarm. I said, "It's OK honey, I know you want to."With that, David went over and knelt down in front of Tim. He slowly reached up and placed one hand around the shaft. Soon, as Tim began to grow to an even more impressive size, David had both hands sliding up and down on Tim's monster cock. I was so wet at watching my husband play with another man's cock, that I couldn't help but bring my hand down to rub my burning pussy.Jackie went over and began stroking David's cock as we watched David. Then. “How do I look”, she said.I told her she looks fine and will look even better with my cock shoved up her cunt. She giggled, looked at me, and told me she was ready. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked.She giggled again and told me she was going to go like this because she was already more exposed today one. With that I knew she was over our public sex act from earlier today in the hot tub. She walked over to the closet and pulled out a plastic bag. She giggled as she opened it up. .