I went inside and wasn't at all out of place. It had been several years since I had been in there but I swear that it was like yesterday. There was a ...an at the long urinal and he was fisting a nice sized cock. I looked at it and he sided over to me. I reached out and felt it and he did the same to me. I told him that my wife was outside waiting. At first he seemed nervous but followed me out. It was dark so we didn't even put our cocks away. That's the picture that Jan saw when we approached. I could tell this was done reflexively, though as she blurted out, “Simon’s gone! I’ve looked everywhere. There is no note and he’s not here. I called the front desk and they said he left this morning after ordering breakfast to be delivered.”“He must have gone out for a walk,” I said. “It is getting a little stuffy in here after three days.”“You don’t understand, Dag,” she sobbed. “They said he checked out and paid the bill for a late departure so we didn’t have to hurry.”“He checked out?” I. I settled onto the couch and Sheila set next to me. I was a little buzzed from the wine as the movie came on. If you've never seen the movie, you should watch it; it's a very hot story about a woman falling into a BDSM relationship. I hadn't seen the movie and was surprised at the content. Every now and then I would glance over at Sheila and would notice her crossing or uncrossing her legs. Once I saw her rubbing her nipple over her silky blouse.I was a bit turned on by the movie and we were. She willingly guided his erect cock inside her wet pussy with a sigh and began humping him. My cock actually began to stir again! Nice! With Tom’s hands on her tits, pinching her nipples, Diane rode Tom’s cock hard. I’ve never seen her so overtaken by her female passion before. She was lost in the moment. Their hips slapped together as her urgency rose. She began to make noises and Tom moved his hands to her hips to guide her. Suddenly, with a grunt and cry, Diane came…once…twice. I watched as.