I let out a moan, it feels so good. Your hand slides up my skirt, you're stroking my wet pussy through my thong, then you pull it to one side and slip...two fingers inside me. "I love it when your wet,” you whisper. "Hmmm, me too," I giggle. Your fingers are circling around inside me. I’m moaning 'cause it feels so good, then you stop, remove your fingers and put them in your mouth. "Mmmm you taste good!” I blush, but it’s so sexy watching you sucking me off your fingers. You kiss me and I can. I told him I still wanted to have sex and I loved him more than ever but what could we do to increase his pleasure. He told me that now right after he had cum so much he couldn't think about and that we should talk later.The next day I went on line looking at those sexual advice websites for women and after surfing for a while found something that perked my interest. A woman whose problem was similar to mine was told to try anal to give her husband some pleasure. This was something I had never. They showed off her curves and hinted at her sexual availability. She showed a touch of cleavage and her tight skirt fell to just above the knee. When she sat down it rode up to 'accidentally' reveal much of her shapely thigh. As she'd worked hard to shape her body into a spectacular hourglass figure, she'd bought tighter jackets and skirts. She was usually in a see through shirt under the jacket, with a lacy bra. When she took the jacket off she was a knockout. She said nobody at work knew of. “Plenty of time for everything else.”Instantly, Stacy realized she had to refocus, and thanked Amber before grabbing Todd by the hand – who in turn tugged on Joanie’s shoulder bag. A half-hour later, they were at the check-in desk at the Hilton and found out my present to them: the penthouse suite, complete with two sets of double beds, a jacuzzi, a private balcony and a gift basket of an assortment of sex toys.Not surprisingly, Todd and Amber wasted no time getting on their bikinis and hitting.