He was so attractive he was almost pretty. He was standing there in a designer shirt, posing like the model that he used to be. How could someone so g...rgeous be reluctant to meet with me? I put those unanswered questions aside as I focussed on his image. I thought of his mouth on mine, my hands runnig all over his body as I helped myself to him in every way I could think of, all while his hands were tied and he struggled and his cock got harder and harder...by the time my fingers had found. They were in the dining room at the Hotel with Jeannie’s friend, Chuck, who was also fifty-four-years-old. The noisy kids on the next table were still misbehaving and their mum was still doing nothing to quieten them down. Jeannie and Chuck had just accepted that Laura was going to spank them and that they had to leave the table now and make their way back up to the bedroom.Jeannie and Chuck followed Laura out of the dining room in silence and felt respectively like a really naughty little girl. Then I heard it...Moaning, talking and what I assumed was the sound of skin smacking against each other.What must it be like? I wondered.I was twenty-three and had yet to be touched by anyone in such a way.My virginity perfectly intact.I sat by the door and reached into my pants and listened until I completed along with them.I felt so strange after that night. I felt ashamed at my nosiness, ashamed at my inability to control myself.Ashamed that I masturbated on the floor while I listened to. "Please I can explain," I pleaded.But before I could say anything she put her finger to my lips and silenced me."Hmmm and look how hard you are, is that from me or these slutty little panties?" she taunted me. "I was asking you a question bitch," she shouted."Both," I said embarrassingly."Good but from now on you will address me as miss or mistress okay?" she said. "Yes," I squeaked.She slapped my half concealed cock."Yes what?" she said in anger. "Yes mistress," I squealed."Well then since you.