That tryst was short lived when my wife’s friend June saw Caitlyn exit my car. Her hair was a mess and her lipstick was all over her face. I guess... the cum all over her face didn’t help either. My wife wasn’t very happy to see pictures of Caitlyn that June had texted to my wife. She’d caught me and there wasn’t anything I could do.I was in a bit of hot water with my wife. I thought it was best to send June and my wife to Puerto Rico for a week’s vacation. She was thrilled that I paid for. Temporarily satisfied. But unfulfilled. That’s why he was on that chat line.I’m not sure why it surprised me when Brent asked if I wanted to meet him. But it did. I wanted to decline the invite. But I knew that when I hung up the phone I was back to being alone in that huge apartment. I was in the same situation Brent was. All alone. I told him to meet me at a coffee shop down the street from me. And to give me time to throw something on.I threw on a pair of athletic shoes and started to grab. She only wore white so the dress would match the pearls. So we just partied hard with no expectations. We had a great time. Everything went without a hitch, and after seeing off the last of our guests, we struggled upstairs to our hotel room.Of course there is no way in hell I could've carried her over the threshold, she's easily about 350 lbs. and I'm a slim 140. We were laughing and joking about it, so I jumped into her arms and she promptly dropped me in the hallway. After hystericalo sleep. He was surprised that when he did, his cock twitched a little. Maybe what he’d done with Alison at the motel wouldn’t affect his performance at home after all. That would be nice. ‘What’s that I feel?’ Melissa giggled, wriggled her bottom against him. ‘What do you think?’ Tom asked. He cupped her large, soft breasts and she groaned. Tom knew how much his wife loved having her breasts played with. ‘I take it you missed me,’ she said. ‘I suppose you could say that,’ her husband replied. He turned.