’ ‘It’s ok. I know what how you feel.’ I’ll never forget what happened next. Amy proceeded to ask me, ‘Hey, I’m still kinda horny. Do, y...u want to do something?’ This took me completely by surprise, I spluttered for a moment and then managed to croak out, ‘What!?’ ‘You heard me,’ she said in a sexy voice, ‘Let’s mess around!’ ‘O-okay.’ Ten minutes later I was wondering why I’d agreed to this. Amy was in a too-small bra that her large breasts easily poked through and wore an eleven-inch pink. I pulled up my own trousers, flushed the toilet, and made my way out of the toilets.Whilst outside, I surveyed the scene. The place where the toilet block was virtually deserted. Then I heard the other guy come out of the cubicle, but he never appeared outside. I was enraptured, unsure what to do next. I re-entered the toilets, and saw a man in his mid fifties, slightly overweight and balding, standing at the piss trough, slowly wanking a short, fat cock. At that moment, I knew I wanted to make. ”“Why should I have all the fun?” She joked. “I even suggested to Tina that she get her mom to help suck him off.”“You didn’t!” Wendy couldn’t believe.“I’ll tell you now Dan, I plan on having Jeff fuck me before he and Linda fly home, maybe even tonight. I wonder if her pussy juices taste the same as Tina’s.”“I wouldn’t be surprised if you end up doing a taste test on her,” Dan smiled. “You’re trying to sexually corrupt everyone who comes through our front door.”“I like guys cumming through my. I'm not blaming you, but sometimes I just need to be dominated sexually." I don't like it, but I can see why you'd had an affair. Is this the only affair you've had?" Yes Susan, this is the only one."The rest of the evening was cordial, but chilly. Our relationship was strained by the affair, but after a while things settled back into a familiar routine. At Susan's urging we saw a marriage therapist for almost a year, but the therapist wasn't able to help us get emotionally closer. In spite of.