She's obviously not gonna have fun."It was right then, I decided to let fate take over, and whatever may happen would happen.And, not two minutes late..., I was standing in the hot tub, my swim trunks up on the ledge, my dick sticking straight out, a massive erection jutting into the water, naked within no more than a couple of feet of both of these teenage girls.God I knew it was wrong. God I knew it was immoral. But God I wanted this to happen so fucking bad.Marissa stood there, staring at me.. (If male to male bisex bothers you please don't read on.) This story is of how my fantasy, thanks to my slutty wife came true... One night during sex with my wife Carol, I discussed the kinky things we've experienced over the course of our lives, and some of the things we would like to try now or in the future. We both loved the kink talk it was great foreplay. I'll cut to the chase... It was my birthday and my wife had treated me to a wonderful dinner at the local bar and grill. She looks. ." It's fine dear, I don't care if you see me in the shower," she laughed. "I bought some new conditioner and left it in the kitchen. Would you mind getting it for me?"I collected myself. Of course, she needs the conditioner. No big deal."Sure mom, yeah, I'll um..." I stopped talking, realizing how weird I sounded. I ran downstairs, trying to chill the fuck out, returning in a few seconds with the bottle of conditioner. I stopped at the doorway, feeling weird about coming in cuz I was so hella. “The hotel is just a straight shot up Sixth from here.” Churchmouse sat back for a second, then bounced up and turned around to look into the back of the van. “Remember, once we get to the hotel, we only have one room reserved for two people. Don’t all come running up to the counter with your luggage. Vanessa and I will check in and you can all get your stuff upstairs like one at a time.”“Why you and Vanessa?” Carl asked.“Because it’s my credit card and Vanessa knows how to act,” Churchmouse.