Well, after getting the ice for some reason my room card didn't work. So here I am looking like a ragged out $10 street whore with crotchless fisnets...and lubed up gaped hole walking through the casino having to wait in a LONG line to get my room card reset. SEEMS like EVERYONE is pointing, whispering, and looking. After about 20 minutes I get to the lady behind the counter and she says I need an ID to get it processed. Of course, going for ice why would I need my ID. So I need to walk all. I just wanted sex! But I followed his lead and chit chatted a bit. As we were talking I noticed him looking me up and down. My sexy red dress, my red stockings, my brown wig, my natural breasts being pushed up by my bra to flaunt my ample cleavage. We had been talking for about five or ten minutes when I couldn't take it anymore. I looked down, touched his cock through his jeans and asked if I can finally see why we're here. Dave obliged and took of his jeans. He was wearing white briefs which. ‘That was fun,’ Nikki enthused. There were smiles all around. Tom poked Nikki in the ribs and she squealed as she jumped from his lap. Tom put his head back on the lounge chair and surveyed the scene. If this was what domestic married life was like, then it was just fine with him. Nikki was a delight, and he was only beginning to discover the wonder of Jenny. He was thinking of ways they could be alone together for longer than just an hour or two. He sensed this was a turning point in his. She smiled and said “don’t worry, it’s okay, it’s perfectly fine. I’d be a little worried if you didn’t get a boner. That’s healthy for a young man your age.” I was so embarrassed even sthogh she had just cooled the tension down.. I sat there quiet. Melanie then slides over and puts one hand around my back and the other on my thigh. “It’s okay, I promise! Don’t stress about it, it was bound to happen. Don’t let it bother you.” She said as she smiled and then used her hands to slide herself.