We were at my friend’s wedding, and I did not want to screw that up for him, so I smiled and wheeled off.The two women were talking to others. I did...not know for sure as to what, but I was afraid I could guess.It was a half hour later that she came back to me. I was sitting in my chair outside on the public patio sipping wine. She looked—something—maybe forlorn.“Lee, anything to make it up to you, all of it,” said Penelope. I gave her a look and then I had a thought.“Okay, undo the damage that. They had not even booked a room yet We all sat around the table in the bar looking at each other, and the original couple talked about maybe some other time, the couple with the camera, who were not going to play anyways, were saying if there was nothing to shoot, they better get going too, when my husband decided to take charge. He slipped into his “Master” persona and told everyone to wait right there and he would back. he went straight to the front desk and book the biggest room they had. He. We had been having some difficulties. She was going through a mid-life crisis and everyone was paying for it. She went from being a kind and loving wife and mother to a self-centered bitch in a period of three months. During that time she had struck up a friendship with a mutual friend of my daughter-in-law. His name was Rodney and at 34 years old he thought he was hot shit. Problem was to me, he was just a young punk. My wife was 43 years old and I was 54.I have always had a strong sex drive. He liked to watch me or have me tell him about it. For some reason I thought after we married that would change and he would want me to be a faithful wife but he didn't. He likes for me to look sexy and be sexy and still enjoys showing me off and sharing me with others. I like it also, but I was still a bit apprehensive about telling him I wanted his dad to fuck me. I shouldn't have been because he thought it was a great idea and helped me set up a situation where it could happen.I invited my.