A sign on the marquee caught her eye."Every Thursday is Amateur night! Guys, bring in your wives and girlfriends to bare all! $5000 prize!"That gave m... an idea... The next Thursday, I - as blonde, buxon Melany, that is - sauntered into Rachael's on Ron's arm. The place was very classy, with expensive furniture, a high cover charge and it was full of well-dressed men and beautiful, sexy women.Although a few of the women were customers, there with husbands or boyfriends, most obviously worked. Her emotions were mixed. She had the best sex of her life with Martin, but Chris was her life. She felt ashamed, guilty, and dirty that she cheated on her husband; wet and lusty, wanting to see Martin again; angry with the Wilkins who she felt manipulated her.Her life has changed. She needed to get a grip on the situation and move ahead. She began to now think of decisions to make.“Confess to Chris and let him decide. He loves her too, hopefully he will understand and be forgiving.”“Be ready to. Pretending to be Ashley, I told him of our trip and Ashley's desire to meet him and perhaps fulfill his fantasy. I mentioned my "new" screen name and asked him to send his reply there. The next day I received a letter. It was rather aloof, but I sensed that Dan was playing a little "hard-to- get." After a few more letters of encouragement, I finally received his e-mail affirming his desire to meet Ashley and asking for details of the trip. Now that Ashley would have a male friend on our. I whispered to my wife, “Let it out when it comes, baby.”I then turned her so that we were in the perfect position to show off. I removed her bikini and then my swimsuit. I kissed her, I sucked on her long nipples, and I kissed her pussy before lowering her to the sleeping bag on her hands and knees. I knew that my cock was in great form but I lowered it to my wife’s mouth just for their viewing pleasure.Then I walked around to her rear and squatted rather than get on my knees. I positioned my.