Chapter 3

Awakening the next morning, I saw Chloe still in deep slumber, so I tried exiting the bed as gently as possible. Going to the bathroom, I took care of nature’s call and then showered once more. Quietly, I dressed and went out to the sitting area. Myra had been up before me and had ordered what she considered we would be happy with for breakfast. The menu did not include many of the things an English hotel would have available, but Myra had broad tastes. Seeing me come out, she poured me a cup of coffee before I got to the small dining area.

“Thank you, Myra. Good morning. Did you sleep well?” I stated.

“Reasonably well, in a strange bed. Actually, it was more comfortable than my own. Ian and I need a new mattress. So, how did you and Chloe get along? I apologize for busting in your room. I should have known better than to fear you would hurt her. It was such a wail, though, that I just reacted out of maternal instinct. I take it she was happy with that cum?” Myra commented.

“She seemed to enjoy both of them. I for one, almost died when she took me in her mouth and fellated me. You taught her very well, indeed.” I lauded.

“Um, she told you, then?” she said dryly.

“Oh, she was adamant I should know who tutored her. She must have added her own twist to the act, as I don’t remember cumming quite so explosively when you sucked me in your home bedroom. Now, don’t misconstrue that as a condemnation of your skill. You were extremely good. I’ve had so few women who would even contemplate offering that service, so I must say I enjoyed your efforts to the maximum. As I recall, we engaged prior to that, and in this case, I haven’t had a woman for a month. So, I was primed.”

“Will, your diplomacy is laudatory. However, I feel no shame that my daughter can give a better blow job than I can. What is important to me is that I get to partake of your gentle lovemaking as many times as I can, while we’re in America. With that said, I’ve considered what you offered for an itinerary. I say bugger it all, and let’s go to your home, straight away. I hear the Southwest of America is quite picturesque, so perhaps we can take some day trips, or a day or two. I would also like to visit Las Vegas, Los Angeles and San Francisco, if that’s possible.” she proposed.

“Certainly. Since I’ve already engaged the two days of guided car tour, do you want to do that, or should I cancel. Speaking of which, our touring car will be here at ten-thirty.” I advised.

“Well, I’m sure cancelling this late would be expensive, so we might as well do the two days, then head to your home. Are we flying, or driving, or what?” Myra inquired.

“As I said before, driving would take two to three days, and you and Chloe may become bored watching the vast expanses of land we would be driving through. For that reason, I’ll make airline reservations for us. I’ll require your passport numbers, so I can book the flights. Since 9/11, most modes of travel have tightened their security.” I revealed.

“Yes. It’s the same in the UK and Europe. When you’re ready, I’ll get them for you.” she agreed.

As we ate our breakfast, we carried on with small talk. I inquired about Ian:

“So, did Ian get off for the north before you left home?” I asked.

“Yes, he and Hugh were off two days before we left home. Hugh was anxious to see his cousin. They’re great chums, and enjoy spending their time together, whenever they can. My sister is always glad to see Ian and Hugh arrive.” Myra mentioned it offhandedly.

I caught the comment. Having talked to Ian one time, he admitted he was shagging Myra’s sister, whenever he was nearby at the factory. He told me in strictest confidence because he didn’t want Myra to know. I looked at Myra inquiringly.