He lifted me as if I was a piece of cloth onto the worktop. He was tall, and sat on the counter I could easily kiss him. His eyes, now back to blue, l...cked onto mine and I saw the smile in his eyes. Speaking in his soft drawl, Im sure I can think of something to keep you entertained he breathed against my skin. He lifted one hand off my hip and put his fingertips under my chin, and placed his warm lips gently on mine, I was hungry for more, but as he pulled back, his smooth lips brushing. ’ If I could recall correctly in my far-from-sober and clear-headed state, the staff members, who all coincidentally happened to be male, had their mouths kept tactfully shut – hotel policy maybe? – and just casually looked about the place, one young sailor boy lookalike starting to whistle in that obvious discomfort. ‘Well, I tell you all, now I am gonna shove my cock and balls into my girlfriend’s mouth. She’s Russian you know, a real good fuck.’ One of the chaps even displayed an obliging. I wanted to see my wife have sex with another man. Simple enough, right? But isn’t that the way all things begin? This was about to get much more murky and complicated. I worked as a manager of a fast food restaurant and had an employee named Mario, which was also my weed smoking buddy. One night as we closed the up the restaurant it hit me that this would be an ideal opportunity. We were already friends; I was also his boss, which put me in full control of this situation which I took full. We both occupied our seat and I felt uncomfortable as my seat was in b4 and hers was in b6. After half an hour, I went to her seat and chatted for some time. Luckily, I also exchanged my seat opposite to her seat with the co passenger.Then, I changed my seat near to her and we chatted a long time, enquired about our life after a breakup. I also enquired how is her married life going on. She confessed that her married life is fully boring as her husband is busy with his office work and tour to.