" He asked what my new hobby was, and I told him I was competing in action pistol matches, and was having a great time shooting holes in paper targets... I liked the timed matches best as I was fairly fast at acquiring targets after the shot. I said, "I want to show you my 3 target pistols after breakfast." He said, "Great, and I will show you mine, too."After we ate and cleaned up, we got out our toys and had a show and tell. I showed him my target guns, I have a Glock 19, 9mm Luger a Glock 32. They accepted our invitation, and then we all headed to our suite. This turned me on, and fantasies were invading my brain. Nescafe offered us some drinks as we started to talk about our interests and hobbies. In the meanwhile, my wife lost no time; she went to the bedroom and changed her clothes! She put on a pink sexy belly dancer outfit that showed all her assets and her womanhood, then played her favourite Arabic music and started to belly dance. We all enjoyed her dance, but enjoyed her. But I couldsee the walls of our bedroom on his side too, and his closet door,and the sun's rays streaking toward us around the edges of ourdrawn blinds, a few dust motes trapped in its rays. Everythingstill looked the same. A Sunday just like all the other Sundays ofour married lives. For the past few months, all summer long, ourSundays had been different because the Saturdays preceding them hadbeen very different. But now, one last session with Scott in ourown bed, his pretty mouth licking. Thrown all my clothes and became naked. Slamming my hard cock like anything by thinking that 2 seconds.Ahhhh mmm Maaamiii aaahh MMm AhhhI saw the nighty and panty of my hot maami on bathroom corner. Grabbed her panty and started sniffing it. That aroma made me mad and I started stroking cock with pace. I was visualizing about maami and her body. In a minute I ejaculated and emptied my sperm storage. Strange happiness and guilty feeling. I took bath and came outside. Had breakfast and went out.