One with some pink flowered patterns and one plain white. I was imagining which of them would be more fun peeling down her legs. I decided it would be...the flowered patterned one. Yet I asked, “there are two white ones here Ma, which one?”“Is there one with a pink flower pattern on it?” she asked. I waited for a minute so that it would appear that I am searching. Then I said, “Yes Ma, it is there”. “Then give it to me” she said. This appeared to be a good sign to me. The one I wanted to take off. If you really need me, call. I'll get the message and call back."Son, I hope you are enjoying your trip, and finding the peace of mind you went looking for. Millie and I are thinking about you. Be safe and keep in touch." We said our goodbyes, and I hung up.With the girls out of the suite I had time to look out the window and think.Tammy and her girls were a wonderful interlude in an otherwise very lonely time in my life. We'd been having a great time together, and I was determined to see to it. And we stayed in a hotel that had a glass elevator in it. When I say the elevator I knew that I was going to fuck her in that elevator. Since we did not have a honeymoon when we got married we asked for the honeymoon suite and the lady at the counter said all suites where on the top floor of the hotel. Which was forty-five stories up. As we climbed into the elevator I told my wife that having sex in here would really turn me on. She blushed a bright red as the attendant was still with us and. At first I was unsure, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it to happen.We seemed to have crossed a boundary sexually, but only in theory. Did we want to follow through? Tentatively, yes. In practice, though, we could see difficulties. There was no lack of offers but not many ads gave real information about the status of the advertisers. Without being snobbish, we did hope to meet someone like us. And there was the very real need to protect our privacy and our reputations in our.