Even at work she realised she was sizing up who she would fuck if she decided to let loose. On some level she loved Dan, she guessed, but she also had...such frustration that she felt the need to make him pay for that resentment. As she worked at a financial firm that was 90 percent alpha males, she knew she could get laid daily, loved the sexual banter the guys threw at her. She also loved her job and wanted to rise up, was smart enough to know the partners would never let a percieved slut. They picked up the children on a Saturday morning, giving us an entire weekend alone. We hardly knew what to do with all that time. We fucked, of course, in the middle of day and made plenty of noise. We walked around the house nude, when out to dinner and enjoyed a good local band at a bar downtown. It was great not having to worry about when we had to be home.Sunday was less frenetic and much more relaxing. A little lawn work, some UFC on the tube, and a quiet dinner at home with some good. I see you pull out of her and both you and Christine move either side of me and lay me down on the grass. Taking a leg each you spread me as wide as you can so you can look at my wet, glistening pussy. “I think her cunt needs your cock darling” Christine says to you as she lets go of my leg she pulls my arms out either side of me and kneels down on them, pinning me to the ground. She takes hold of my ankles, opens them wide apart and bends my legs and pulls back on them so my bum is raised. We arrived at our orientation to be greeted by a beautiful woman in a bikini just like my wife and daughters were wearing but her breasts were even bigger. The tiny triangles were not big enough to cover all of her areolas. There were about twenty of us listening to the Hospitality Hostess as she showed us some slides, handed us brochures with a resort map, and told us just a few simple rules. Basically no one under the age of twelve was allowed at the resort, we could only wear what was.