"I dropped picture number two on her lap. Our bed has a distinctive headboard. Donna's head was against the headboard with her body folded nearly in h...lf. Frank had his cock in her ass and three fingers in her cunt."It never happened! Someone Photoshopped that picture! I told you we only did it once, at Frank's!" How do you think I felt in Salt Lake when I saw these pictures?"Her face changed from denial to ready to fight. "Probably you tried to blame Frank and me, instead of yourself! You. My name is Jenna, I am 40, married with 2 kids. I am 5'6" tall and weigh 130lbs. Brown hair in a bob haircut and brown eyes. Good curves where they are needed if I may say so. My main assets would be long legs and larger breast than the natural average. Still attractive but not a knockout, let's not exaggerate. I work as a top exec in a large company and live a rather conservative uptight life. I had always been loyal to my husband until the events I am relating in these stories.I love clothes. After that Jodi stopped hanging out in my apartment and it was just Lynn and myself. We still had fun and we did flirt a little but it was harmless or so I thought. As spring break neared, the flirting became more touching. Lynn was rubbing my shorts one late night as we were kissing softly. She unzipped and pulled my cock out. I had been rubbing my fingers up under her shorts making her moist. We were whispering of what was going to happen next when Jodi knocked on my door saying Lynn's fiance. With their bright colors and soft textures, Barcola textiles were becoming very popular.Will and Lace didn’t get to experience any of it. Instead, they got a lesson on the history of the island from Jack. The three of them were in the galley again, washing dishes while the rest of the crew was on shore leave. Eventually Jack ran out of Barcola trivia. Through the small port window, they could hear hear the intricate, upbeat sounds of music. Kettle drums and intricate rhythms and the occasional.