Chapter Five
It was several hours later when Ian finally arrived at the hotel. Although the journey was only a few dozen miles as the crow flies, the coach stopped at numerous other destinations, dropping off one or two couples at each. The whole time he thought about Laura and Brad. His heart and c**k were raging.
Their room was clean and nicely furnished. Ian noted that there were two decent sized double beds. At least he wouldn’t get kicked during one of Laura’s lurid dreams for the next few nights.
There was no sign of his wife, although all her clothes had been unpacked and meticulously put away. Ian sneaked a peak at some of the other dresses she’d brought and was surprised and, he hated to admit it, a little excited by how revealing they were.
He wandered down to the bar. It was
