Travelling. The museums. The sights. The history. I like the freedom. I feel like I’m still figuring out who I am. Is that weird?”“Not at all,�... I smiled, filling her wine glass. For the third time, not that I was really counting. She seemed fine. Maybe a little tipsy. Giggly, too. And, apparently, flirty, which I discovered after we’d finished dessert and left and she’d slipped her arm through mine, letting me act as escort. “I’m not ready to go back, yet. Is there somewhere near where we can. She is very embarrassed how fast I found out that her sexual fantasies got in the way and blocked any progress in the final fase of her academic studies. She clearly needs to learn to control her needs and concentrate to write her thesis.Our first few hours together and her four hard orgasms exhaust both of us.We slowly doze off in her big bed as two spoons. Her hot bums warm my belly and arouse me. She feels it. She knows she is not allowed to do anything without my permission. She has some. I really don't know what you would call what we have going on. It started out with us having same room sex with another couple, which led to swapping. It seems that these days Lilly has been playing on her own and coming home and telling me all the juicy details, which usually ends up with us acting out what happened. I would not consider myself a cuckold because I tend to have some play time of my own from time to time whether Lilly is there or not.Deb on the other hand is not into our games. Hopefully, he would be too drunk to remember, or even get it up, but then again, if he gets too drunk, he’ll be too hung over on Saturday morning to get married since the wedding was to be at 9 AM. If only it could have been an evening wedding, giving him time to sleep it off, but your flight for Aruba left a 2 PM that afternoon… The morning of the wedding all the groom’s men reeked of alcohol, but luckily, no one passed out or threw up. Kevin even got through the vows without slurring his.