I stayed very quiet as I walked to the far corner of the room where I sat in a stuffed chair. Lisa was under a light drape that had been turned down to the top of her butt as Derrick worked long strokes on her back. Each stroke ended with his hands moving outward over her butt under the drape. Lisa seemed very relaxed and as Derrick looked at me as if to speak I put my finger to my lips signaling him not to let her know I was watching. He smiled and kept the rhythm going of his hands on her lovely body.

When he finished with her...