I told my wife that I looked at her internet history on her computer but I also told her that if she wanted to fuck two guys I would be happy for her ...o do it as long as I could watch.Her face was a picture, at first she looked completely shocked but pretty soon I could see a huge smile appear on her face, she told me that she had heard of a place that was similar to a brothel but for females that would cater for a woman's every need. She fetched her laptop and loaded up the webpage and we read. I’m skipping motorcycle travel in the winter, so I’m heading back there after the show in Dallas, so I’ll be available, too. I might even find a place to leave the motorcycle and reconnect with it and restart my trip come next summer so I can finish traveling through the lower forty-eight states.“At the airport, I’m sure,” she said. “Cessna has a repair facility at the old Dallas airport – Love Field. I can get you an ‘in’ there. You could park it safely in a locked-up area, cover the bike to. She would not comprehend that Porter found great solace in counting the strokes as he worked on the edges. He looked as if he was on task rather than just barely holding his wits together.She gave him a hug and the warmth just flowed through his veins. He sighed with great relief and told her of his near tragedy. As Gilly examined the needle and the amber liquid which dripped from it, Porter’s fears rebounded, leaping off the interior walls of his skull.He asked about the serving girl, almost. And after completing the formalities went to her room with my baggage. She had ordered for dinner and drink. She was in transparent dress and her body was quite visible. I could see her two little mangoes very distinctly.We just had some general talk and the she asked me about my sex life and I said it is quite fine and I miss my wife as I am alone. She immediately said that she will not allow me to feel alone. We had dinner and drink and the I changed to my shorts. She too changed her dress.