We bought lunch at a little shack, we had eaten there almost every time we came. We sat and ate lunch, and had a casual conversation. I couldn't belie...e our time was coming to an end in just a few days. I loved my husband back home, but I think I was in love with Jordan more. Jordan said jokingly, "You know, you still have a debt to pay later on." I laughed, "Yeah, I know. It's really your fault!" Chuckling he said, "My fault, how is it my fault?" "You knew by ordering me rum and punch, I'd get. Whatever she saw reassured her, and she went on, “Even at the best of times, it’s all I can do to accommodate him, but on days like today it’s downright painful.”“Oh, dear. I can only imagine what it must be like.”“It’s not nice, I can tell you. There’s nothing romantic about it. So, anyway, there I was, my face buried in the pillow, praying that he’d hurry up and shoot his load. Usually he’s very quick, but today, of all days, he decided to take his time. It went on for, like, forever. And. I felt her up, really, I started at her side, but slowly moved my hands around to her backside. I commented about how shapely and soft her buttocks were. She copied me, moving her hands up and down my flatter behind. I grabbed her hand and placed it on her ass and moved my hand around with hers as we felt he soft shape. I was beginning to breath more heavily, and her speaking voice had the unmistakable catch of arousal. I then took one more risk. I moved one of my hands to her front, starting. A few seconds later Lena began moving uneasily in bed and for a second I thought I saw her moving her hand towards her pussy. ‘Wow! It’s working,’ I thought. As I realized that, my dick stiffened, even harder than before, and I made no effort to conceal it. I saw that Lena noticed it and stared at the bulge in my shorts for a few seconds. This made me so horny, that I was afraid that even the friction between my dick and the soft cotton of my underwear will make me cum. I came closer to Lena,.