Chapter Seven“Paul Sin”
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aul Smith sat on the grass on the edge of the hot springs, his legs dangling in the water. The sun lay hot on his burnished back and reflected off the gently shifting surface of the springs, almost blinding him. He didn't mind that Roy and some of the other guys who were visiting the spa had gone off shortly after the morning exercises and swim. He was tired and needed the extra time to himself to sit in the sun and relax. Now the hangover was gone, the handsome young attorney allowed the events of the night before to slide through his brain.
Vision after vision of his wife's nakedly spread cunt greeted his mind's eye under the morning sun, causing a stirring in his bathing trunks at the spa as waves of hope washed through him with their accompanying mood of co
