"Why should he go to college, he could be a male dancer with one that big," Laura said laughing."You may have something there, Laura, he could do pret...y good I bet." Hey, Michelle, how about having him do a private show for some of us, some of your friends?" Sarah asked me."Wouldn't that be something?" I kidded."Why not? Think he'd do it? How old is he?" Laura asked."Eighteen, old enough but, geez, guys, he's my little brother." Not so little. I wanna see it," Sarah said."What if you got a. They wanted to make this a great event, so they began planning it. To make this a very special occasion, they agreed not to have any sex for a month, during which time Cara would stop taking her birth control pills. For a couple used to having sex three or four times a week, this would be quite a sacrifice, but the anticipation and planning of the actual day would be well worth it.On the appointed day, which would coincide with the peak of Cara's ovulation period, they cooked out on the grill. So I agreed.We drank at the hotel bar for an hour or so, making small talk. With each drink, I could feel the sexual tension between us intensifying, and it wasn’t long before he invited me up to his hotel room. Honestly, I didn’t even think about my husband then, even though his cum had been dripping down from inside my pussy and arse all day, seeping into my knickers.I don’t even remember the Scotsman’s name, but we got to his room and, rather tipsily, I stripped myself off and sank backwards. He said his typical good morning to me as we exchanged smiles as I drank my coffee. I walked around the stable trying to figure out what to say to the man. ?I guess you saw everything last night?? Harry stopped what he was doing and looked over at me saying. ?Oh?Uh?..I’m really sorry about that, Tom. I came back in last night thinking something was wrong when I heard Molly screaming. You know it’s always better to check and make sure nothing is wrong.? I smiled even though I was embarrassed.