After I tipped our driver an extra one-hundred and fifty dollars, he took us on a Christmas light sightseeing drive through Manhattan. I kept thinking...how Jennifer would have loved our drive. When we saw the tree outside Rockefeller Center, I knew I had to take Jennifer to see the Christmas show with the Rockettes. I made a mental note to talk to the concierge about it. He had been so much help, I was going to have to tip him five-hundred dollars to get square.As we drove along Avenue of the. Walking into his bedroom he noticed the mosquito net on his bed was open, though he was certain it had been closed when he went to shower. Approaching the bed he noticed she was lying in it, a sheet draped over her work of art. Sharleen called him over to her. He came closer, the droplets of moisture from the shower forming little rivers down Jay's smooth, naked chest. She sat up, sliding the sheet off and revealing her naked body to him. She knelt on the bed in front of him and pushed her lips. Why all this mystery? I decide to call Dee and see if I can get any info. I get a hold of Dee and thank her for setting me up with Celeste. I pry to see where they know each other from. Dee doesn’t shed much light on the situation. Dee doesn’t really remember her. Celeste called Dee and said she met me at one of Dee’s big summer parties. Dee and her husband have these 100+ people summer blow out for Memorial Day and Labor Day. I fall asleep as confused as ever. I sleep sound knowing that. I can feel my orgasm building and I reach out my hand to stroke your hair. I want to kiss you, but I don’t dare interrupt the fun that you are having. Suddenly I just can’t wait any longer. I gasp your name out and the low almost growling moans start deep in my throat. You slide a finger inside me and continue to nibble the clit that you have been so deftly manipulating. My fingers clench, tangled in your hair, as I cum with a low groan. When I can almost think straight and the world quits.