Robert looked surprised and Barry laughed. Robert and his dog left and Barry fired a hundred questions at me. Did I like it? Would I do it again” Wa... I angry that Robert fucked me? I assured him that I loved it, I wanted to do it again and no, I wasn’t angry. “Just arrange another dog for me” I said.Barry had had further replies and we went through them. One, from Peter, sounded like fun. Not only bringing his dog but another friend who liked to watch. “That sounds kinky” I said. Barry was not. We walked into my room. Given it was a five star, nobody bothered and we reached my room without any problems. I latched the door as soon as we entered. While it was difficult for me to control, I decided to take this slowly.I made her comfortably sit on the sofa and poured the scotch for both of us. She got rid of her footwear and made herself comfortable. We were both couples of drinks down and I could sense that she was getting bolder. Our discussion got sexual. We were now discussing our. ”I swung my arm over my head, but I couldn’t see where she was sitting.Alvin lifted me onto his lap and started scuttling backwards. It wasn’t necessary. I mean, the water wasn’t that deep. We could have stood up and walked back. But I liked floating with him, with his arm around my waist, bobbing in the swells. I felt like a little girl, until I felt something else — Alvin’s hand on my thigh, very close to my crotch.“Hey!” I said.“Oh, sorry. Slipped.”His hand went away, but then it came back,. It would've been OK every now and then, but I always take thinks to the extreme. When I work, I work hard; when I love my wife, I love her long time (when I can get it up); when I play golf, I cuss a lot! So when I stopped for drinks, I stopped every night for a week. Big mistake!When I piss off my wife, I piss her off ... A LOT! Well needless to say I wasn't on her Christmas list after that week. Boy did I have to do some ass kissing to get back in her good graces. I quit stopping for drinks.