Why Katie was staying at a hotel instead of a dorm. Why she was able to pay for things at the drop of a hat. Why she was able to be gone and why she w...s able to sign off on my room.If I'd been staying in a Stewart Suites, I might have made the connection far earlier. As it was, I felt like a bit of a dolt."Katie Stewart. Stewart, as in Stewart Hotels, right?" I asked. "Her father owns this place?" The girl nodded.Holy crap. I couldn't believe it. I was falling in love with an heiress.A month. "Perhaps it's time we moved to the dungeon."So saying, I headed for the kitchen. When I looked back, Shea was behind me, but Amy still knelt where she had been.I looked at Shea. "Aren't you forgetting something?"The brunette, her shirt hanging off one shoulder, fetchingly framing one lovely breast, flushed deep red.She turned back to Amy and commanded, "Come along, slave!"Amy rose to her feet and followed, two steps behind her temporary mistress. While these days, the following behind is. "I'M COMING!" I shouted back, and this was no lie. I shot the biggest wad of cum I had ever seen. Thick rope after thick rope of the stuff shot out of my shiny soapy cock head until nearly collapsed with pleasure.I rinsed and dried off and quickly got dressed. Rushing down the stairs, I toweled my hair off and tossed the towel back up toward my room.I entered the living room and saw them all sitting there. My Dad and his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Kirk. They were very good looking, and Henry was. ’ His smile instantly flipped into a scowl. ‘The hell you are. I need to fuck my wife.’ It took every ounce of self-control I had not to roll my eyes at his whining. I lifted onto my toes and kissed his Adam’s apple gently. ‘And you will, at five o’clock, and for the next two days straight I’m sure. I haven’t seen her since, what, before finals? That’s almost six weeks ago. I can barely even get her on the phone lately, she’s spending all her time with Jeremy.’ My frown matched his. ‘I’m a.