Once home, we went straight to bed and had sex. While I had no problem getting an erection, the drink prevented me from climaxing, though my wife seem...d satisfied. Before we went to sleep, she told me my friend had put his hands on her breasts while they were dancing and when she asked him to remove them he complained that one minute she would let him, the next she wouldn’t. We laughed about this and I dismissed the matter due to my friends’ high spirits.When we awoke in the morning my wife. I looked around the airport arrival lounge. There was no compelling reason for security to have taken an interest in me at this time. The flight to Spain had gone smoothly. My paperwork was in order, however dishonest it was. ‘What? I’m sorry, but what is this about?’ There were two of them, both armed. I wasn’t going anywhere they didn’t want me to go. ‘Apologies, Mister… Laurel.’ The other said. His Spanish accent turned the vowels rich. ‘We require you to follow us please.’ I had the candle. His sperm warmed her belly and she pampered him with soft kisses and encouragement. “That’s ok. I was expecting this. Just let it go Brett”. Brett felt both great relief and a bit guilty at having his release. He lifted up a bit and saw that he had cum in a big way. “Kim, I’m sorry. I wanted to wait for you but I just couldn’t. I know you need to cum too. How can I help?” Kim giggled and began wiping his cum off her belly. “Silly boy. I know guys can cum quick. Now you can take your time with. "I invited Chelsea to come for a swim before opening. I'm sorry; I didn't think it would be a problem with no one around." Janet offered him a humble apology."You know that is against company rules, Janet, " he scolded shaking his head side to side as if disappointed in her performance. "You read the employee handbook?" he asked Janet."Yes! Please Mr. Bryant, this is the first time and I promise I won't break the rules again. Don't fire me!" Janet pleaded looking from Chelsea and back to Mr..