“I see you two had a good time,” Mrs. Kretzler said upon seeing the slumbering pair.
“She wore me out,” he complained to his wife with a rueful laugh. “She’s a great fuck.”
Mrs. Kretzler was carrying her bra in one hand but was still wearing her panties. Or were they simply back on for the moment? wondered Rose. “Did you wear the poor thing out?” she asked.
“No, she wore me out,” he said. “Hey, do you want to f**k her too? She’s a lesbian virgin. Have you ever had one of those?”
His eyes were shining with anticipation and Rose saw his c**k slightly harden at the idea of his wife having s*x with another woman. But she turned him down. “As much as I would like to pluck her Sapphic cherry, we have other plans for tonight,” she told him.
“Oh. Right.” His eyes dropped down to the crotch of
