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The Pin

... on the edge of the bed. “Scott wake up, breakfast in thirty minutes.” I said. He moaned ‘ok’ with his head still buried in the pillow. I was sore, my pussy was still tingling as I got up and waddled to the bathroom. I took a shower spending extra time cleaning the dried cum from between my legs. I was drying my hair naked when Scott came in and squeezed my breasts and kissed me on the neck, ‘oh god’ I thought, it was so good to have him back. I got dressed and put on a small amount of makeup while Scott took a shower. I told Scott about the itinerary which said there would be a private pool party at one p.m. We walked into the dining room and I saw Jenny and several other employees standing against the wall by the kitchen door. I waved at her and she immediately came to me. I said, “Good morning Jenny, this is my finance’ Scott.” She looked at him with a mixture of fear and awe on her face and squeaked out, “Good morning sir.” Scott mumbled something inaudible and pulled me toward the tables. I was a little irritated that he practically ignored her and released his arm saying. “I need to talk to Jenny for a second.” He walked to the table where Mark and Janet were sitting as I said to Jenny, “Sorry about that, Scott must still be tired.” She said, “That’s ok ma’am, shall I go clean your room?” “Yes please,” I said, “and please change the sheets. I also need you to get me something.” I whispered in her ear, “I need you to go to a store and get me some KY jelly; Scott wore me ...

... out last night.” I gave her a little smirk and watched her blush. Jenny left to clean the room and I walked to the table. I said good morning to Mark and Janet then asked Scott, “You were kind of short with Jenny, She’s the very nice girl who helped me unpack yesterday.” He looked at me with fire shooting from his eyes, “Did you see the way she looked at me? The frickin k** was scared to death of me and thinks I’m some kinda frickin hero or something.” He shook his head as he looked down at his coffee cup, “I don’t like that kinda shit.” Mark said, “Ya I noticed that too, they’re looking at us like we’re freaks or something, they must have figured out who the frick we are.” Janet was right, when she said yesterday, that they would be a little wild. I smiled at both Scott and Mark and I could see it in their eyes. I wasn’t afraid of either of them but I thought, to a stranger, they might look intimidating or even kind of dangerous. I didn’t want to push it and upset Scott, but I was at a loss for words and didn’t know how to answer him. I picked up his hand and kiss the back of it and changed the subject, “I love you and I’m so happy you’re back.” The rest of the breakfast went good, we talked mostly about getting home and back to normal. Scott had calmed down after his outburst when we first sat down. I was happy that we were spending a few days at the hotel under controlled conditions away from civilians. I would have been concerned that if someone crossed one of these men ...