Her body began to shudder and quiver and her squeal turned silent as her mouth formed an “O”. Her hands fluttered on the back of Cal’s head, no ...onger able to hold him in place. She released her orgasm in a massive wave of thick, creamy fluid, and it flowed across his face, down past his ears and puddled onto the carpet. “Mother fucker!” she gasped. She slowly rolled off to the side, spent but satisfied. This was something she had wanted years ago, forgotten about, but finally experienced.. As he asked me to look into his eyes, I felt myself blush. He was a handsome man, short dark hair and even darker, brown eyes. I duly read out all the letters from the screen, followed the pen in his hand and then he explained that he wanted to check the health of my eyes. The close proximity quickly became intoxicating, his eyes staring into mine, my eye lashes tickling his hand. I tried to reason with myself that this was his job, his routine, I was just another patient. This rationalisation. .something's come up." He looked back and forth between us, at two people grinning in anticipation and oozing sex. He was obviously going through some of the same thoughts that I had just moments earlier."Uh, Dave....I'm really sorry, but I'm going to go with Brenda here. I hope you don't mind. Why don't you just stay here with these guys?" I felt a little bad about it, but this was certainly well within the "guy code". Besides, I couldn't count the number of times that David had blown me off. It had been a pretty fun night, then my stomach felt funny. The wrong mixture of drinks and food at guess.My wife, at least I think it was her, helped me up to the room we had at the hotel. I don’t remember getting there.I wasn’t at the Grand, I wasn’t in our room there. The decor did not match the tasteful look they used throughout the hotel.Wait! What’s that noise?Snoring, coming from behind me, from the same bed. It was not my wife. I reached back with my hand and found a firm behind. More.