The two were at the hotel in San Jose, where Lynne and Robert were going to stay the night, until Lenore picked them up in the morning to drive the Fr...nch to San Francisco International, where they'd fly United to Chicago, and then Air France to Paris.Lenore was fairly certain that Robert Betrand-Avigny would fall asleep on the flight."But he didn't use one last night. That'll kill the mood tonight for sure," Lynne whispered. The desk clerk didn't look up at the two of them, though."Lynne,. I should say MaryAnn did what she pleased, I was still faithful, and I guess I still believed in being faithful to marriage vows. A real cuckhold.I did get pissed one night when we were at the O’Club with the Maddens, a couple that lived down the street, in the Sigsbee Island housing area. They had a total open marriage and practiced it frequently. One Friday night, Mike Madden and I were at the bar and the wives were circulating from table to table and dancing with whoever they could talk into. She pulled at my tunic and I stopped fondling her long enough to pull it over my head. I let it drop and we got on the bed. We used the missionary style and I pushed into her twat until our pelvises met. We began to move enjoying the feeling until I shot my load into her cunt. She sprayed girl cum wetting my crotch. I rested on her supporting my upper body with my arms as we squirmed to keep me from losing my erection. She could feel me getting harder again in her body and rolled us over. She. "Shall we sit down?" he questioned as he motioned to the stool to the left of his. I noticed that the hefty woman had moved her stool closer to the man on her right side now. She got the hint quickly, good."I would love to, have you been waiting long?" I inquired. I hoped I hadn't been too late and glanced down at my watch. I settled up onto the stool, which was always slightly difficult for me because of my height. Normally I wouldn't care about such things. Why was I worrying so now? To my.