Greg then had me put my bra on over his cum that was on my titties. I spent most of the rest of the night with my husband. When my husband went to get...us a drink Greg came over to me and asked if I told him what was all over my tits. I said of course not. Hubby said that he was getting ready to drive home I walked him out to his car. The whole time my husband is grabbing at my tits he kept telling me how horny he was. If he only knew that I was getting some cock from a younger guy. Hubby pulled. I asked John if he wouldn’t mind staying and giving me a hand clearing some boxes from the garage. He said he would be happy to help and Kate and Marcus left.We made our way to the garage which I know was going to get us both very dirty. I drove the car out and we started moving the boxes out of the top of the garage that were going for rubbish. It was as I thought there was dust everywhere, as John was moving the last few out, I went back in the house and got him a couple of cans of beer.. We walked another block or two or three, it seemed to takeforever; I felt him stop and look, and saw a light behind the hotelentrance, heard quiet conversation drifting out."Let's try here," he said. "You hungry?"I shook my head."Drinks, then," he said.There were just a handful of tables, a tiny bar. A couple chatted there,another had the table closest to the picture window looking out at thebeach. The lights were low, candles glimmered behind colored glass. It wasif the world had closed around. My mom was about to explain further why our attitudes truly needed a jump-start and a reset when I interrupted the conversation abruptly.“Mom, I spilled something too,” I kicked over something to get my mother’s attention. I wanted in on whatever silly game they were playing. It didn’t seem fair to be the only one who wasn’t in on it.“Well pick it up and keep cleaning. Leave their mess for your sisters to clean up. This won’t take long,” my mom said as she ignored me. It hurt my feelings to be.