I went out to tell Hayley that I was going to have my bath and that if she needed the loo then now was a good time. She shook her head telling me that...she was fine.I undressed in my bedroom and walked naked the short distance to the bathroom. I considered locking the door but swiftly dismissed the idea because if truth were told I wanted to see what would happen.I'd just settled down into the lovely hot water when I heard the back door close. My heart skipped a beat and I could tell by the feel. I excused myself for a few minutes to go to the toilet and when I came back I could see her legs spread and both of them groping at her pussy. She had managed to get one of them to get his cock out and I could see her wanking it as I approached the booth. I suggested that maybe we should go back to their hotel again and they jumped at the chance. We left and made the short walk to the hotel with one of them either side of my wife groping her bum as they walked.In their room they both stripped. He had never really thought of what hewould do with Maria once he had caught her. With his earlier declaration thathe intended to fuck her… to use her shamefully, he had merely been drivingverbal nails into Zamut's ears and heart. A full awareness of his absolutecontrol now washed over him. Having caught his fish, he was free to make thesauce. He arose and limped to meet his prize. Maria Zamut had listened in shock as her husband had broken down and informedher of the desperate plight they were. ’ ‘What’s wrong with my dress? It was made by the finest seamstress that I could find.’ The dress was from an expensive dress maker in New York. Kathleen had visited the shop and bought several outfits before she started west to meet her father. As an attractive dress it was a success, it had a bustle and showed off her figure very well without being too forward. As clothing for hard traveling it was a joke. ‘It’s got too much cloth,’ Zach answered. He looked up at the position of the sun..