"How's things, Sue?" Ron asked. "You look unhappy."

The Japanese girl shook her head. "Just pissed off with Vic. He's hot and cold, and it looks like tonight he's cold, so I'm probably going to feel cold too."

Ron smiled. "A lovely girl like you doesn't have to be cold as long as there's a single man around."

"Oh?" she questioned with a flirtatious smile. "You have any ideas?"

Ron shrugged. "I might, but only if we can keep it discreet. There's been a lot of exhibitionism going on around here the last couple of days and I'm not up for anything that anyone's going to talk about tomorrow."

"I understand," Sue said, licking her lips. Her brown almond eyes sparkled in the candlelight.

"So, can you give me a reason why we shouldn't go somewhere private in this big old house and have a drink?"

Sue stood up and took a bottle of wine from the table. "I'll give it some thought along on the way and let you know." Slipping her hand through his arm, she went along with him.

Ron climbed the stairs to that wing where he knew there was no one staying and found the door in the dark. It was the room from which he had watched Cherie last night and this afternoon and he wanted to be there to see what happened. When he got there he left the light out and traded swigs with Sue from the bottle while her fingers danced along his back. He kissed the beautiful Oriental girl and let his attention wander from Cherie's empty room. Sue was rapidly making him forget his worry over the innocent blonde. She wasn't in her room, with Melville or anyone. Perhaps she was in Melville's room… Well, if she was, there was nothing Ron could do about it.

Sue squirmed wildly as he thrust his hand down the back of her panties, between her moist buttocks and straight to her warm, wet cunt from behind. She pushed back at him and his fingers went deeply into her. Her hands were scrambling at his zipper and then she sighed happily as his cock came free into her hands.