My wife was very excited as we did not get to go anywhere for a honeymoon due to my workload.Our Bad luck started when we reached Goa Airport and foun... that my wife’s bag is missing. We waited for 5 hours at the airport with no luck. The authorities finally said they will look onto this and call us as quickly as possible. We had no option but to go to our hotel room. It was a nice 5 star Hotel in Goa with a nice room. It was a small room, not a big one, but it had a nice view of the pool. We. I was climbing the corporate ladder and ignoring my family plus everything and everyone else. I remember becoming a self-centered bitch.I can remember now how everything started. I was single and working for a local tool and die company. It was a small company owned privately by a Mr. Franklin Potter. He was the founder and a very kind gentleman.When I started with the company Mr. Potter was in his 60's and still working every day. He was in his office by 7:00 am and still there at 7:00pm. All. I felt an aching for it deep inside me. "Mind if I have a better look? I wanna see your little pussy."I looked over at my sister with a questioning look, and she gave me a nod. "Sure Ron," I answered as I pushed my shorts down. Ron wasted no time, he told me to lay down on the bed. He pulled my shorts down the rest of the way and nuzzled his face against my soaked panties. His breath sent shivers all over my body, I was glad I was already laying down, or I would have fell down. He moaned. "You can fuck my ass, sir." I didn't bring any K-Y, and I think it would be a little painful without," I said.She just looked at me, her eyes half closed, and said, "But sir, every morning I now clean myself out and grease myself up so that you can take me if you want. I am still lubricated, and you should feel free to use me as you want."I pulled out of her, turned her over, and asked, "Who are you, and what have you done with my Becky?"Becky giggled and said, "It's me, sir, but I am going to.