‘OK. Six A.M., Room 6. I remember.’ I agreed and walked out of the store. Walking back across toward the hotel, now clean and groomed, I wondered ...f the girls would live up to the expectations the barber had went on about. I decided I would see if they would. I went back up the outside steps to my room and went in to leave my hat. Locking the door, I proceeded to the stairs that led to the bar. As I approached, I heard voices and clinking glasses. A piano was being played. As I got to the turn. She wasn’t like that. She had never been unfaithful in all our 4 years of marriage. Before marriage was, of course, a different story. I took my drink onto the room’s balcony and sat looking out at the city’s lights. I decided to wait for an hour or so and rejoin the party. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember, I heard voices outside of the door. One was Neeta, the other a man’s voice. I jumped up, and for some unexplainable reason, decided to hide. I closed the balcony door. Jim groaned, half in pain, half in arousal. He wanted to fuck so bad and blow his load. Looking over at Jim and noticing his distress, the girls shared a smile. Diane straddled his legs and sucked his cock into her mouth. Sucking and licking his cock wasnt satisfying Jim, and he wanted badly to fuck her mouth. But she seemed in no hurry to oblige him. Once she had his cock lubed up from her salvia, she raised her pussy over his cock and slid down on to slowly. Diane looked over at Madison who. I can only look at the floor with my pre-cum dripping erection subsiding from embarrassment. You stand there shaking your head knowing that I MUST be punished for being such a filthy little horn-dog while you were away. Standing in the doorway, still sweaty from your workouts, with your hands on your hips, you order me to get down on my knees beneath you. I bolt across the room like a prize horse in the kentucky derby to take my rightful place on my knees before my MATURE GODDESS MOM, my heart.