He looked at me and asked if I ever did. Sure I told him, we all do. He asked about my husband satisfying my needs and as bold as could be I heard myself saying that he did most of the time but not always. He asked how I was handling being away and I told him that I wasn’t… I’d left my toy at home. He smiled and said that it was a shame. I smiled back and agreed. Then he asked if he could hold my hand for a few minutes. I wasn’t sure but I grabbed his hand and held it. His hand was strong and I could tell that his arms were powerful. Touching his hands was like an aphrodisiac and my thong was wet again. I knew that he must be able to smell me, but I pretended that everything was normal. After a few minutes he released my hand and put his arm over my shoulder and then leaned over and kissed my cheek. I turned and started to say something and instantly his mouth was on mine and I wanted him. Our kiss was long and passionate and I felt his other hand stray to my skirt. I knew this was. She kissed me and requested that we not come back to the room until just time to get ready for dinner, say 6:30. She winked at me which I pretended not to notice and I went looking for Bobby.He was engrossed with a couple of still good looking female classmates. I was introduced and passed along Suzy’s message, so we invited them for drinks. They said there were better prices in their room. No contest.They were prick teasers even though Bobby had screwed both in high school. Some misguided notion about being married or something seemed to hold them back.When we got back to the room the bed was a mess and “our” wife was in the shower. When she emerged she was obviously well-used. She urged us to hurry and get ready for the event. I guess her comment about fucking the football player again hadn’t been just to tease me.After flirting with girls, now women, who I’d had fun with years ago, during the dance, and collecting a couple of maybe’s regarding rekindling some memories, we took our.
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