My wife has always liked to travel and the perfect opportunity came up so I jumped on it. My wife knew we were leaving the kids with her parents, but ...he did not know where we were going. Let me describe my wife – she is 42 years old, 5’6′ and beautiful. She was never a woman who would win a bikini contest, as those women are too skinny for anyone, but she still turned heads when she walked by. She had 38 C/D breasts and matched the 70% hip to waist ratio. She was the typical mom who helped. Amy opened up the refrigerator to find it stocked with beer, soda, and juices. The bar had small bottles of every kind of hard liquor as well as serving size bottles of wine. She called for Allison to come see the girls' find. The two older women decided they could use a drink at this point and asked the rest if they wanted a drink to sip while they soaked in the tub. The conveniences of civilization were more than welcome.As the choices became too complicated, Amy said they should just traipse. “You’ll have to find it. I’ve hidden it.”“Someone’s heading for a strip search,” I chuckled.“Sixth floor and how terribly rude,” came a prim giggle.“You’re the one hiding my banana,” I laughed, watching the lift slowly move between floors.“Oh, if only,” she laughed out loud.“Should be close now.”“Yes, and stop please,” she replied.“OK, coming down and will unlock the doors for you,” I stated,“Thanks, Sam. Sorry for being a bitch,” she replied.“You were stressed, Evelyn, so no worries,” I. " I said it with real curiosity, not derision."He knows things," she said softly."What things?" I really don't want to talk about it. We're not exclusive so, if you really want to know, I'll introduce you to him." Is he at least a hunk?" I almost winced as I heard it come out of my mouth. She was taken with this guy and I was trying to find out if there was any justification whatsoever."He looks nice enough, though probably not what you would call a hunk."This was like pulling teeth. I was.