Since it was Friday, the place was crowded. We had about an hour wait. We took our little signaling device and went for a stroll outside. The air was ...arm and sweet. “Are you going to tell me about the surprise, mom?” She came up me, pressed her hips to me, put her lips on mine and said, “Later.” Then she lightly licked my lips. I hoped we didn’t get signaled for a table right away because the hard on she just caused was noticeable. She tapped it with her hand and said, “Just have to wait.”. Kevin was one of my friends until this happened. Needless to say, they won’t be joining us tonight. But I was expecting some of our other friends to be there.Mickey was laughing all the way up to the suite. “I haven’t seen her yet, but I hear she’s one of the hottest women they have,” he said between chuckles. “Maybe this will get your mind off that little bitch.” We settled down in the suite and toasted a drink. “To my best bud,” he said as we swallowed the shots down. A couple more of these. After some really hot dancing, I told my husband I wanted to go to one of the rooms and fuck my brains out. He did. We left.After that it was me who would say, "Let’s go to the club." We'd go. We'd watch. We'd fuck in the open play room. I remember one night in particular. We were on a big round bed. The DJ was playing pounding music. On each side of me was a woman getting her brains fucked out. Moaning and panting, it drove me nuts. My orgasm was awesome. Still, I insisted that we weren't. She wet her fingertipswith her juices, then rubbed her clitoris to stand-ing. The hot little nub peered out at Karrie asshe gazed down into her eyes sultry and sweet.Greg’s erection was still throbbing in his wife’shand as Becky stretched her labia wide, then pissedonto Karrie’s breasts! Karrie was greatly taken aback, but Becky’sstream felt so good, even hotter than the soapybath that almost covered her breasts anyway. Itrained down out of her in.