My husband was working and here I was showing of my big white booty to this man. I'd never been in such a situation. I'd never been treated like a who...e. But I was about to be. I could see the look in Marlons face change as I turnt round to face him.I never had courage when it comes to men, I was always shy towards Mike or any blokes that may have tried flirting over the years. But this was different. I needed this and I was going to get exactly what I needed.I stared into Marlons eyes as he. Not only Matin, but his whole family was like that. All of them wereexceptionally good-looking and kept good care of their bodies. Not onlythat, they all were cheerful, generous and friendly. When the Jamal's firstarrived, they showered us all with dozens of gifts they had bought fromDubai, ranging from new PS3 games for me, exciting Hollywood blockbusterson Blu-ray, and designer clothes for dad and mom.Having the older son, Matin, to stay with me in my room, became great funinstead of a. That thing was a monster. Women were always staring at him when he wore tight shorts or pants. Unfortunately for me, it looked impressive, which meant that Mike had never really needed to bother to learn what to do with it. Or if he had, he certainly wasn't using his knowledge on me.Maybe it was just me. Maybe growing up as a little girl, I dreamed of being everything to my husband. Maybe I just wanted to feel like I was in love. As it was, I just felt like we were enjoying the same type of. I’d gone to our suite to discover Sylvie wasn’t there. I went to the bar then to the pool, then to the restaurant. No Sylvie. Eventually, I’d gone to bed alone and a little pissed off but knew that if she’d found what she’d call a ‘challenge’ she wouldn’t rest until she’d conquered. The following morning I’d gone for a swim only to find Sylvia in the pool already, naked. “Morning, darling,” she’d said cheerily and I knew instantly that she’d been with someone else. “Who was it?” “Guess.” Her.