I often wondered what other men would be like. After marriage, I was exclusively John’s and I thought I’d never know. The longer we’ve been marr...ed, the more I wondered. That is, until a resort week at the Sheraton Mirage, ten years later.I’m a communications teacher at a College of Technical and Further Education in Sydney, Australia, teaching business writing, public speaking, meeting procedures etc. John is a sales manager selling apartment units for a housing construction company. John’s. I turned in early, smiling at the scent of my Emma in the bed.Friday was the last day of classes before the dance and some kids were dressed up. I was eager to reveal my costume, but wanted to wait for the dance itself. Tricia was bubbling with excitement. “Dad loved the costume,” she said. “I hope you like it too.”“I’m sure it’ll be perfect. Mine is. No hints though. Emma wants it to be a total surprise when I see the three of you.”“You’re gonna love it. We’re gonna win the costume contest for. We went to the room with a bed and soon I found myself getting blown. I would have settled for her mouth but her husband asked my to fuck her so on went the rubber and soon we were fucking. I took it out and blew my load on her tits. After I was done, I got dressed and left the room where I noticed a few guys were lined up and the. Another guy went in. Not bad for a Monday....for Tuesday, I figured no way, it would be as good. It was pretty dead at both stores after that and I drifted between. Don't worry about my hair, I'll get to that later."This was an invitation I wouldn't refuse. She was offering me my first chance to fondle her beautiful body and I nodded my acceptance. I began at her slender neck and soaped each of her shoulders and arms. More soap and my hands gently cupped each of her melons and my thumbs 'accidentally' brushed over her nipples. I added more soap and lathered her sides and flat tummy and, after more soap reached around to her ass and her crack. Back across.