Alice asked, “Can’t you wait for me to finish cooking breakfast for everyone?”Betsy frowned and then answered, “No. I’m very hungry.”“Yo...’ll get sick wolfing your food down like that,” Alice said.“I don’t think so,” Betsy said. She patted her abdomen and said, “My stomach feels empty, already.”By the time Betsy finally announced that she was no longer hungry, the entire staff had watched her consume an inhuman quantity of food. It was almost like watching a hotdog eating contest.Patting her. She was my wife and I was proud of her gorgeous looks. And I told her that, often.And the one time there was an opportunity for me to stay up in Chicago with her it never occurred to me to suspect any ulterior motive for her to suggest that we stay at a slightly better hotel for that week. It all just seemed so natural.Old girlfriend…Until one day I was chatting to an old girlfriend I had met online and I was telling her about my married life and about how my week worked. And also how I had. The only thing between Sonal and me was my fucking hard cock glued to her ass.I started releasing my weight slowly on my dick, and it started sliding inside her, slowly, inch by inch. The oil made it easier. But fuck, it was tight. She screamed as she felt a sharp pain. I stopped, letting her rectal muscles get used to my growing girth inside her.Once she was quiet again, I continued my thrust. Slowly my entire dick slid inside her. I put some more oil and started fucking her ass nicely. I slid. Once Joel was settled in and unpacked I suggested he had a swim before dinner he was a little reluctant until Anne suggested it was great in the water.Once in the pool Joel enjoyed himself frolicking with Anne who teased him a bit about his swimmers that looked more like shorts, he said they were as he didn't have a pair of swimmers with him. Later we had a barbecue and a couple of drinks that seemed to affect Joel quite a bit, he got very relaxed and started flirting with Anne the more drinks.