0 comments/ 185532 views/ 28 favorites An Affair to Remember By: Agena My thanks to fdkman for his editing skills and comments. His efforts are appreciated. * It's the little things that tell you, you have a problem in your marriage. The first clue was the dampness of her hair at the nape of her neck. Usually you're not feeling around back there but I was feeling a little horny as she slipped into bed and as I reached for her my hand slipped behind her head. My other hand pulled her against my semi hard on. That's when I felt it and thought, "What the fuck?" It was damp back there.. She'd been out that evening to one of her lengthy, monthly, library board meetings and I was still awake waiting for her, hoping for a little bit of loving. It had been a week since we had sex and while she was gone that evening I'd been reading some of my favorite authors on Literotica. So now I was more than ready but that feeling of dampness could spell trouble in our marriage. My wife's name was Mona. She was 28 and not a great looker but she had a fabulous body that more than made up for any lack of facial beauty. I loved her, she was smart, had a good sense of humor and I had thought I could trust her with my life. She was an environmental biologist and worked for the state in its environmental protection department. My name is Jim, I'm 30 and a civil engineer working for a consulting outfit. We made good money between us and a year ago bought our nice, three bedroom bungalow in suburbia. We had met as part of our jobs and hit it off right away. After 6 months of dating and some excellent sex we became engaged and a few months later we were married in church, before God. We had both indicated our personal commitment to fidelity, mutual respect and trust to one another prior to our marriage so I thought we had a good basis to keep our wedding vows to one another. We were about to embark on our planned family with children. Mona had gone off the pill a week prior and this was her most fertile time. When we moved into our house a year previous Mona had befriended a neighbor who was active in local affairs. Her name was Sally. She was a single divorcee, Mona's age, and they had hit it off, going on shopping expeditions together, movies, etc. I didn't mind as I was more of a stay-at- home person and it gave me an opportunity to read my stories on Literotica while Mona was out. Sally had gotten Mona onto the local library board that met monthly and for a few months the board meetings were relatively short affairs that only lasted a couple of hours once a month. Suddenly, they became four hours twice a month a couple of months ago and Mona had explained they were trying to implement a new computer system at the library that would be more interactive. With her knowledge of computers she had been asked to work with the head librarian after the meetings to establish criteria for the new system. This all seemed logical to me so I didn't think anything about it. I do remember that after her first lengthy board meeting she had been very jumpy and distracted for a few days. When I asked what the problem was she told me that the head librarian was difficult to work with and needed special handling. So now, what about my discovery of her damp hair. Dampness back there meant she'd worked up a sweat somehow or she'd had a shower somewhere. Why would she be sweating or why would she need a shower while she was out, supposedly at a meeting? I knew she hadn't had a shower or had time to wash her face in the sink after she got home because I'd been awake waiting for her. A quick smell of her skin told me , soap, and not the bath soap she normally uses. Where in hell would she get a shower? A motel? Suspicions aroused, my cock took a nose dive just as she started pushing back from me. "Not tonight honey. I'm too tired. It was a long meeting, I'm exhausted and we both have to work tomorrow." "OK, sweetheart. Have a good night's sleep." Then she moved over on her side of the bed facing away from me and quickly fell asleep. I thought it was strange she didn't want to get as much loving as possible during her fertile period. However, I remembered she always excused herself from sex after her library meetings as being too tired. This triggered more suspicions. She probably didn't want me to find out how loose her cunt was as she did get very relaxed down there after sex. We had been talking about starting our family. We'd been married five years and had held off starting a family until we felt comfortable financially with her not working. I'd just received a promotion and we thought that now would be the time to have a baby so she went off the pill a week ago. If she was playing around and we divorced I didn't want to be saddled with a kid that I'd have to pay child support for. I needed to think about what to do. I lay there a long time thinking about my options. First, I'd have to stall on having sex with her. How was I going to do that without raising a stink? God, what a dilemma. If I tried to confront her with only a little dampness as proof that she may have strayed she'd just laugh at me and deny it. I needed more proof and that required more time to get it before we had sex again. Then again, if there was a possibility that her lover got her pregnant tonight she would want to make sure we had sex this weekend to cover it up. After studying all my options I finally hit on the one that might work. If she did have unprotected sex tonight with him she would be desperate to have sex with me as soon as possible I would have to get away for at least a week or longer to make sure her fertile period was over and the best way to do that was to fake a business trip and see how she reacted. I didn't often travel in my job but when I did I was usually gone for a week or so, so maybe that would fit in with any plan I came up with. Now what else did I need. Oh yes, who was her lover? How long had it been going on? Where did they meet? If they only met on library board meeting nights it could mean her lover was on the board with her. I needed to check out a few things so I slipped out of bed and went down stairs and found her purse. This was where a woman kept all her things of value and a good place to start looking for clues. Checking her credit cards I found one in her maiden name, Mona Spencer. The card was on a bank we didn't deal with and I wondered why she had it? I thought she'd gotten rid of all the cards she had before we were married. Obviously, she'd kept one of them. Then in a hidden pocket I found a card and pulled it out. A business card for a Derek Mathews, Head Librarian with the address for our local library. CRAP!! The head librarian was a guy. She had lead me to believe it was a woman. Damn her! I checked the call numbers on her cell phone and Derek was listed there as were quite a few calls to him and from him. It looked like it had been going on for awhile. There were no IM messages so I assumed they took care of communications verbally. However, I put everything back I her purse and checked our PC for messages. I found she had a secured email file but I knew enough about security to by-pass her protection and found a mother lode of messages between them dating back to the time she started attending the late meetings with him. From these I found that they had been meeting at the Red Roof Inn near the interstate interchange. Some of their transmittals were very graphic and it was obvious that they had been indulging in activities she'd never done with me. I was really getting pissed. In one email they discussed me and his wife. They were not very flattering, but both claimed they loved us. The more I read the madder I got. I copied all their emails to my own file with a thought to print them later then went up stairs to one of the extra bedrooms where my clothes hung in the closet. That left the walk-in closet in the master bedroom for her clothes. I took my suit case and garment bag and packed them for a supposed business trip. By this time it was 5:30 AM and I dressed for travel and then went into our bedroom. Waking Mona, she sat up groggily. "What are you doing up so early Jim? Why are you dressed?" "I've got a plane to catch sweetheart. I didn't get a chance to tell you last night but I've got a flight that leaves about 7. They called me from work last night that they needed someone to make a quick survey of some of our projects out of state. I'll get something to eat at the airport so don't bother getting up." She looked at me vacantly as though she was trying to grasp what I'd told her. "OK, honey. Where can I get hold of you if I need you?" she asked with a yawn. "Just call me on my cell phone. Bye sweetheart." I kissed her on the cheek and took off downstairs with my bags when suddenly there was a thump behind me and the sound of running feet. She came to the top of the stairs and called down. "Jim. Jim. What about trying for a baby? We were going to do that this weekend." "We'll have to wait until next month sweetheart. I'll call you when I get to my first stop." I hear a loud wail behind me as I opened the garage door and got in my car. I was out of the garage and down the street before she had a chance to say anything else. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Making sure my cell phone was turned off I headed for the interstate. Two hours later I arrived at my dad's retirement home on a lake back in the hinterlands. Dad was a widower and lived alone. He wasn't expecting me but he started right in to prepare us breakfast. While I drank his strong morning coffee I told him what was going on. He was really sorry to hear what I'd found out about Mona. He and my mother had two boys and I think he always wanted a daughter so Mona filled the bill for him. He couldn't believe she would betray me. "Son, I don't know what to tell you. My relationship with your mother was always solid and as far as I know she never strayed on me. You'll just have to play it by ear but don't make any moves without thinking them through carefully." "I know dad. I'll go back into the city tomorrow and talk to my lawyer, Ed Wiltse. I need to know what my legal options are." "Ed is a good man. He won't steer you wrong. We've used him for years." "OK dad. Your coffee is good as usual and your omelets are to die for." "Well, if you end up doing your own cooking you can practice a bit." "I hear you." About 9:00 that morning I called my office and talked to my boss. He agreed that if Mona called trying to locate me he would just tell her I was on the road and they contacted me on my cell phone. In fact he would instruct the receptionist to provide everyone who called with the same story. I asked to take a weeks vacation which he agreed. When I checked my messages I found that Mona had tried to call me four times with a request to call her as soon as I could. I thought I'd let her stew awhile and waited until about noon to call her at work. She sounded a little stressed when she queried me on my whereabouts. "Where are you honey? Would it be possible for me to fly out to spend the weekend with you?" "I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm out of here tomorrow and I'm not sure when I'll be able to establish a place where I can hang my hat for awhile. We'll make it's a sure thing for next month. Got to go now, the guys are calling to me." I heard her say, "I love you." as I disconnected. My dad, who had been listening, just shook his head. I then called and made an appointment to see Ed Wiltse, the next day. The next day I drove back to the town .for my appointment. "It's good to see you Jim. Now, what can I do for you?". "Ed, my wife has been unfaithful to me with another man and I want to know what my legal options are." For the next half hour we discussed the most likely options I could pursue and he recommended that if I wanted a divorce the simplest would be to pursue it on the basis of irreconcilable differences. A divorce based on adultery would place the burden of proof on me and it would be very expensive to get proof that would stand up in court. The absence of children and the fact that my wife was a well paid professional would make the financial side of the divorce a simple 50/50 split of assets. I asked about the possibility of her being pregnant by the other man and was glad that child support would not be my responsibility. I thanked him for his assistance and told him I would let him know in a few days how I wanted to proceed. After meeting with Ed I went to the head library and wandered around until I saw an office door that said HEAD LIBRARIAN on it. Picking up a magazine I sat down where I could watch the office door unobtrusively and waited. About half an hour later the door opened and a man about my age came out. He wasn't particularly handsome and would never stand out in a crowd. I wondered why she would risk our marriage for an affair with him. Now that I'd seen the "enemy" I left and headed for the local electronic gadget store and purchased an expensive voice activated recording device. Then I headed out to the Red Roof Inn, where they'd been having their trysts, and took a room for the night. With nothing to do for awhile I slipped back home and revisited our PC. The new emails between them indicated she was concerned that she may be pregnant from their last meeting and I hadn't had sex with her to hide her infidelity. He could be held responsible for the child. I could tell they were getting worried. Good!! I copied these messages to my file and left. After dinner I went to my motel room and watched TV for awhile. Then I shut it off and just lay on the bed thinking and wondering why she had done what she had done to our marriage. As far as I knew we had a loving relationship, a wonderful future with plans for kids and eventual retirement but she'd thrown it all away. Our sex life was good but not as robust as when we were first married. She hadn't allowed experimenting much with oral sex or anything related to BDSM so it was very vanilla. However, our sex had always been based on giving pleasure to the other person. It was obvious from her reaction to my "business trip" that she had used unprotected sex with him and could be pregnant. Her decision to give him first chance at giving her a child meant to me that she loved him very deeply or had a hidden perverse, deviant behavior mode related to a Jekyll & Hyde type of split personality. I knew I started to tear up thinking about our life together and selfishly thought about the five years that we'd lived together that was now effectively wasted time. There was joy during our time together but the agony of the end times would wipe it all out. I guess I finally grasped the fact that there was no way I could forgive her even if she didn't become pregnant by him. Divorce was the only answer but I would have to confront her first. I didn't look forward to that. About 8:00 I called home using my cell phone a talked with her. It sounded as though she had been crying and I asked her what the problem was. "You don't sound well sweetheart. Are you sick?" "Oh Jim, I just want you home." "Well, I'll try to get this wound up as quick as I can. You hang on there. Why don't you go and talk to Sally. I'm sure she can cheer you up." I half suspected that Sally was part of the problem with my wife's cheating so I didn't have anything to lose now if they got together. "OK, honey. Hurry home. I love you." "I will sweetheart. Bye" I hoped she noticed I didn't say I love you when I signed off. At 11:00 that evening I went down to the motel office and found a young man alone on duty. I was glad about that as a female clerk might refuse to do what I wanted. After a little friendly conversation while we were alone I asked the young man if he would like to make $100. Knowing that his pay wasn't the greatest a hundred dollars might be a good incentive for him to provide me with a listing of the times my wife and Derek had met here. He indicated his willingness to research the motel records and I gave him my wife's maiden name and the date I thought they had begun meeting. I thought that they would probably be using the credit card in her maiden name I found in her purse to minimize the chance of discovery. He said he would work on it that night and have the list ready for me in the morning. I went to bed still depressed and slept fitfully all night. I was down to the office early and he had my list ready and it was pretty much as I thought. They checked in after the library meetings. I showed him a picture of my wife and he remembered her as she had to register using her credit card. He said they usually only used the room about an hour or so and left in individual cars. Typical, he told me, of the many cheating spouses he'd seen. After having breakfast I headed back to my dad's place. I spent the rest of the week fishing and then on Thursday I called Ed Wiltse and asked him to proceed with the divorce papers. He said he'd have them in a few days. I continued to call home every evening giving Mona the idea I was in a different city. She sounded more depressed every time I called and I began to feel sorry for her but I couldn't force myself to let her off the hook. I wanted my revenge. It was bitter sweet though. I arrived back home Friday afternoon while she was still at work. From their emails since I last checked the affair was coming to an end. The fear of her pregnancy had taken its toll of their love affair. I guess I wouldn't need the tape recorder after all and I could return it and get my money back. I had enough proof of her infidelity anyway. I began printing off two copies of their email communications. I felt that Derek's wife could use a copy of what I had that documented their affair. My next decision would be whether to confront Mona right away or wait until she determined she was pregnant. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ When Mona arrived home from work she through herself into my arms crying. "Oh Jim. I missed you so." "Gosh sweetheart, what's the problem. Did the sink stop up again?" "No, I realized after you left how much I loved and missed you. As soon as we've eaten I want to take you to bed and ravish you." "If you're that hot I guess I should go more often." "No, no. I don't want you to leave me again." "OK sweetheart. Lets go out to eat and then come home and do some mutual ravishment. " "It sounds like a plan to me." she said with a smile and with tears still running down her face. God, I felt like such a bastard. We had a remarkedly calm dinner down at our favorite bistro and then we went back home. She started removing clothes as she went up the stairs to our bedroom and by the time I arrived she was already laying naked on the bed. "Hurry honey. I'm wet and ready.." I'm sure you are I thought as I slowly undressed.. Looking at her body I knew I was going to miss her but I wasn't going to share her with anybody. She had been exclusively mine and now she wasn't. I knew I was running out of time and this body wouldn't be legally mine soon. In almost a holy reverence for her beautiful body I bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips. She had always discouraged me from giving her oral sex before but this time I wouldn't be dissuaded. It was something she'd allow Derek to do without hesitation according to their emails. From the same source I discovered she'd sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. Something she never did for me. I spread her legs and arranged my face over her pussy with her thighs on my shoulders. I brought my tongue to her lips and allowed it to slip between them and then plunge inside. Her body jerked as she placed her hands on the back of my head and pressed down. With this encouragement I began to thrust my tongue deep inside her as I suckled and kissed those lips with my own. Her body bucked and thrashed below my mouth as she began her climb to release. An Affair to Remember "Oh Jim. Yes, yes. Eat me, suck me. Oh god, I'm coming, I'm cuummmimmmg!!" I kissed her pussy again as I slipped up her body. She immediately kissed me passionately and then began to lick her cum off my face and lips. She expressed her pleasure at what I'd done. "Oh darling. You give such great head. Nobody could do it like you do." I wondered how many she was comparing me to. I didn't take any pleasure in her remarks. I hoped I could get my cock up soon but in my imagination I could picture her and her lover together and I remained soft. When she reached down to put my cock inside her I could feel that she had a moment of panic but she recovered quickly. "I think your little man needs some encouragement. Bring him up to me." I moved my body up and she engulfed my flaccid cock in desperation and began what was almost an expert suckling of it. I kept thinking about her with Derek's cock in her mouth, cumming and she swallowing it. My cock refused to get hard. Mona was almost crying when I eased out of her mouth. I knew that she desperately wanted me to cum in her in the event she was pregnant. I wouldn't have minded doing that if I could overcome my thoughts of her and Derek. It didn't really matter if she were pregnant or not I reasoned. It was over, so I might as well tell her. I sat up on the side of the bed. "Mona, we have to talk. The reason I can't get hard is that I keep visualizing you with Derek." I heard a gasp from her and when I turned to look at her she was looking back at me in horror. "It's over Mona. I'm going to divorce you." She suddenly got up and ran toward the bathroom retching. I could here her in there heaving into the toilet as her world crashed around her. Finally, she stopped and began to sob. I got up and looked in the bathroom. She was laying by the toilet with her head cradled in her arms and her naked body sprawled grotesquely on the floor. I left her and went down the hall to the other bath where I showered and then went into the spare room where I dressed. Going downstairs I poured myself a drink and waited for her to come down. She would want to salvage something from the wreck of our marriage, even try to talk me out of divorcing her. Sitting in the room, lit only by the light from the kitchen I nursed my drink and thought about my life and where it was going from here. I was still young and could still have the family I wanted. My career was on an upward spiral. Maybe overall it all wasn't too bad but I still felt depressed. I could hear that the sobbing sounds from the bathroom had finally stopped. I guess she was starting to begin her passage into denial and would be down soon. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A few minutes later I heard her coming downstairs and watched as she came into the living room wearing a robe and sat across from me. I reached up and turned on a light. "Are you ready to talk now? Are you ready to explain why you did it?" "Yes.," she whispered. "I really don't know why. The first time we did it I swore I wasn't going to do it again. We started meeting for a drink after our meetings and you know how horny I get after a couple of drinks. It seemed so glamorous and sophisticated to do it and it got easier after a couple of times. Then he got me to suck his penis and we started doing things that I thought were perverse when we made love. I think listening to Sally tell me about how good it made her feel to cheat on her exhusband made me want to try it. I should have realized after she told me that they divorced because of her cheating that this would happen." "Why did you do it the first time? Was there something in our conversation we had before we married on mutual fidelity, trust and respect you didn't understand? Or was there something in our wedding vows to forsake all others you didn't understand or couldn't agree with? If you couldn't understand or couldn't agree with it, why didn't you tell me? I've wasted five years of my life on you and now I've got to go looking for another wife. Hopefully, I can find one this time that understands what marital fidelity means." "Oh god Jim. Can't we get around this somehow? I love you. I don't want you to leave me. I want your children. Please honey." "Let's get one thing clear. You no longer have the right to address me with terms of endearment. You lost that right when you allowed him to fuck you. Do you understand?" I was getting mad at her attitude. She was still in denial that we were going to be divorced, but I had to control myself and stay on the high ground. "Speaking of children, when do you think you'll know if you're pregnant?" This was the second time tonight that I'd seen her turn ashen and gawk at me like she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. "Oh my god, my god. You know." "Yes, I know Mona. Why do you think I faked that business trip. I wanted you to start feeling some pain. That is the primary reason that I am going to divorce you. You deliberately tried to get pregnant by your lover. You were hoping I'd fuck you after waiting a day after he'd deposited his seed in you and then hope I'd assume responsibility for your lover's child. Well, that isn't going to happen. What you tried to do was as traitorous a thing as any woman can do to her husband. It was totally disrespectful to me. There is no way under the sun I can ever forgive you for that. And even if you hadn't done that, I might have tried to forgive you if you had done it once and stopped, but you kept going back for more. You became addicted to cheating and there is no way I can ever trust you again even if you took twenty years of therapy. Now, do you have anything to say that will mitigate your actions?" "No." she replied as she looked at me with tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry." "That's it then. I've initiated action with Ed Wiltse to have divorce papers drawn up. They should be ready Monday. We split all our assets 50/50 and there will be no alimony and even if you're pregnant, no child support. It won't be my child. Do you agree with that arrangement?" "It sounds OK. I will talk to a lawyer before I sign, but it sounds OK." she sobbed. "Fine then. I will sleep in the spare room until we begin our formal separation. In the meantime I will be looking for an apartment. You can stay here and entertain your lovers after I'm gone." "It's over between Derek and I." "I gathered that from your emails. Too bad you didn't make the break a long time ago." "Oh god. You've seen our emails?" "Yes, and I've made a copy of them to take to your lover's wife tomorrow along with dates and times of your meetings at the Red Roof Inn. I think she will have something to say to Derek after she's seen them. According to the motel records you met there thirteen times. You also used a credit card in your maiden name. You must have saved it from before we were married in anticipation of cuckolding me someday. It makes me wonder how many more there were before Derek. His wife ought to know he could be facing child support payments if you're pregnant. It will be up to you whether you pursue that." "I don't suppose you could not involve him in this? He has children." "I don't think he should get off Scot free on this because he has children. I may still pursue an alienation of affection suit against him." Please don't do that." She was accepting the fact of the divorce now, Her crying had stopped and she was beginning to think rationally. "We'll see." "That's it then?" "No, tomorrow I go over and explain it all to your folks and your brother. I don't want you to be giving them some cock and bull story that makes this all my fault. They need to know what a slut their daughter is. If you're pregnant, I'm also going to find a way to let your co-workers and our friends know what you've done to me." "Oh god!!" She began to cry again. I got up and went upstairs to bed. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The next morning I was up early and gone from the house before she arose taking a copy of the emails and motel data with me She had cried most of the night and must be exhausted now. I had breakfast at IHOP. From now on I would be eating out quite a bit so I thought I'd get used to it. Taking my time over a my coffee I waited until 7:30 and headed over to Mona's parents. They were early risers so I didn't think it would be inconvenient for me to arrive early. Knocking on the kitchen door I saw that they were at breakfast and Mona's dad waved me in when he saw who I was. Entering I they pointed to an empty chair at the table as her mother poured me a cup of coffee. "What are you doing over here this early Jim? Would you like some breakfast?" "No, no breakfast. I've already eaten at IHOP and I've got some bad news that I didn't think you should hear second hand." "Bad news?" "I'm going to divorce Mona." A loud crash immediately followed as Mona's mother dropped the coffee carafe she was still holding onto the tile floor; breaking it. "Divorce?!! Why Jim? Surely you're not serious? You were planning to start a family." "I've found out that she's been cheating on me for the last few months and she may all ready be in a family way by her lover." Mona's younger brother, Simon, entered the kitchen having been wakened by the carafe hitting the floor in time to here my statement. "Oh, shit!!" he exclaimed as they all stared at me as though I'd told them the world was coming to an end. They all started to babble at the same. "Are you sure? You've got to be kidding!! Where is she? Can't you get around this? Who is the other man?" I tried to answer their questions as best I could. Yes, I'm sure. I have emails and motel data to verify it and she admits to it. She's at home right now as far as I know unless she's gone over to her friend Sally's for sympathy. I don't think I can get around this because I'm positive she tried to get herself pregnant by him and foist the child on me as the father. That's something no husband can forgive. Her lover is Derek Mathews, the head librarian. He's married also and I understand he has children." Mona's mother jumped up and ran to the phone. "I'm calling her right now. This is too horrible to believe that a daughter of mine could act so badly." "I wish you would." I responded. "She's going to need some support and I think some condemnation because I don't think she realizes the terrible thing she's done. She's not only ruined our marriage but probably his also." "Mona must have been still home because I heard her mother start to question her as I stood up. Mona's dad took my hand and with tears running down his face told me how sorry he was. I really liked her parents and her brother and hated to dump this on them but there wasn't anyway to soft peddle it for them. I left feeling sad at what devastation this was going to cause to so many people. I had found out where Derek Mathews lived and headed over to his home. Parking in the street in front of their modest bungalow I went up to the front door with the packet of data and rang the bell. Derek opened the door and looked at me with tears running down his cheeks. "Can I help you?" "I'd like to talk with your wife and give her something Mr. Mathews." "I'm sorry, my wife isn't here. Give it to me and I'll give it to her." "Mr. Mathews, I know Mona has called you and told you I was on the way. There is no way you can stop me from getting this information to your wife or stop me from talking to her. I would suggest you let her come to the door or I will be filing suit against you for alienation of affection." He hesitated and then looking away he called back over his shoulder. "Marge, there's someone here to see you." Then to me he said, "You bastard!" "No Mr. Mathews, you are the bastard for having an affair with my wife and trying to impregnate her. You've destroyed my marriage and I'm hoping I can destroy yours." With a sigh he turned away from the door as his wife came up. "Yes?" she asked obviously puzzled by her husband's obviously distraught condition and my obvious agitation. Mrs. Mathews, I have some bad new for you. Your husband has been having an affair with my wife for the last several months and I am in the process of divorcing her. I have copies of emails they've been exchanging which document the affair and a list of the dates and times they met at the motel for you" I felt so sorry for the sudden look of shock on her face as she digested my words and tried to make sense of them. "Oh my god! Are you sure?" "You can ask your husband Mrs. Mathews. He's standing right behind you." She turned and looked at him and he suddenly broke down crying. "I'm sorry, Marge. I'm so sorry." Her face was ashen as she turned back to back to me and I expressed my own sorrow. "I'm sorry too Mrs. Mathews that we married such sorry excuses for mates. I'm also sorry for you and your children. You should realize that my wife may be pregnant by your husband. I guess we won't do anything about that until it happens." Handing her the package I told her she could do what she wanted with it and then turned and walked away. She looked so dazed and sad that I was almost grief stricken. I wish there had been a way to shield her from this devastation. I had done what I set out to do and headed back home. When I got there Mona's car was gone and I didn't know or care where she'd gone. Just a short time ago I felt incomplete unless she were around or I thought she were safe somewhere else. Now, I didn't care. I changed my clothes and started cutting the grass. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ EPILOGUE Mona was pregnant and against her families wishes she opted for an abortion. She's now essentially estranged from them. Our divorce went through as I'd initially proposed and I'm now single looking for a new wife. I've been burned once by someone whom I thought I could trust without question, so I'm bothered by what new criteria I should use to select a new one. I've been going to therapy and doing research on psychological morality. Don't know whether it will help at all, but I'm still looking. I did get one more chance to have some revenge on Mona. Two years after our divorce I heard that she was engaged and found out whom she was marrying. After I laid on him what I'd experienced in my marriage to her he backed away from the engagement. It was a small victory and I've got mutual friends who will tell me if she tries again. The Mathews didn't divorce but I understand she's keeping him on a very short leash. I guess having kids can overcome having to break up a family. I'm glad I found out about Mona before we started our family. An Affair to Remember Being deployed to Iraq was a scary thing for Cindy. She was whisked away from the comforts and luxuries of home and placed in a blazing hot war zone. Although she and her husband were deployed together, things were not good with their marriage. The strict "NO PDA" (public display of affection) had her husband virtually ignoring her. As she pondered why the hell she was there, her husband gave her less and less attention. As a civilian, being deployed with the Marines was difficult. The Marines already had friends within their unit. She had no one. She met a few people, mostly Marines and tried to create friendships with them to comfort her fear and loneliness. One young Marine seemed to pay more attention to her than the others. She liked that. She knew it was just because they worked together, but she did not care. She grabbed hold of his friendship and held it tightly to her heart. He was there with her on her first convoy off base. He made her feel safe and secure. He made her laugh. She loved his youthful enthusiasm for life. As her husband spent less and less time with her – she relied more and more on this young Marine to fill the void in her life. A little innocent flirting and the next thing she knew, they were talking about meeting at night on one of their many trips to the latrine trailers. It was exciting to talk about meeting in the dark of the night. He asked her if she would flash him her titties if he saw her and he promised he would flash her. She looked for him every night on her way to the toilet, but their paths never seemed to cross. Then, one night – there he was. She had already taken a sleeping pill and was filling a little dizzy. She was stumbling because of the dizziness the sleeping pill caused. He asked if she was ok and she explained to him that she had taken the Ambien. He asked her why she had taken it, and without thinking, she blurted out "Because it makes sex better." She giggled nervously after she said that. He asked if she had just had sex with her husband and she said yes. She looked down at his tight shorts and could see his desire swell. The Marines called that type of shorts "Come Fuck Me" Shorts. She thought they had writing on them that actually said "Come Fuck Me", so she was looking at the shorts trying to see the writing – but all she saw was his obviously aroused package. She could not seem to stop staring at the bulge in his shorts. She grinned and giggled. She wanted to reach out and touch that bulge – but she did not dare! She went back to the room. She found out later, that when they parted, he went to the bathroom and masturbated imagining he had her bent over fucking her. The next day, the innocent flirting continued. He asked her if she was going to run away from him if she saw him on her way to the latrines again. She assured him she would not. That night, on her way back from the latrines, there he stood, by the trailer. She grinned timidly. He said hello and all she could think about was the bulge in his pants the previous night. She remembered their email conversations about flashing each other. She did not really think he would flash her – they were just playing and were all talk. He asked her to flash him and she giggled anxiously. Then, it happened. He flashed her. Her mouth dropped open when she saw his large erect cock. He reached out and took her hand and placed it on his dick. She jerked it back quickly and giggled "It's hot!" She wanted to keep touching it – to put it in her mouth – but she was scared. He asked her to flash him and she said no. He continued to ask her and she looked around in the dark, looking to see if anyone was there. She wanted to show him her breasts – but was afraid someone else would see. And she could not stop thinking of his hard cock and how it felt. She had not been with another man since she married her husband 12 years ago. Finally, he took her by the hand and led her between two trailers and assured her no one could see. She grasped the bottom of her shirt with both hands, looked around to make sure no one was around, and then lifted her shirt – baring her breasts to the young Marine. He immediately reached his hands out and grabbed them. He leaned in and kissed her while fondling her breasts. Her knees went weak and her heart raced. She became instantly wet at his touch. He took her hand and led her in to the female latrine trailer. They went to the last stall and began kissing while he caressed her breasts. Someone opened the door to the latrine and walked in. She stepped up on to the toilet, afraid someone would see two pairs of feet under the stall door. This put her titties at the perfect height for his mouth. As he sucked her titties his hand reached to her pussy. The person who had entered the latrine was now gone. But she remained standing on the toilet with her breast in the young Marine's mouth. He caressed her pussy outside her pants. She fought back the moans that wanted to escape her lips. As his fingers ran across her clit, the wetness grew. She was sure that he could feel her wetness, even on top of her clothes. They bumped and grinded in the bathroom stall. She wanted him inside her so bad, but she did not dare. She wanted his manhood in her mouth – but she did not dare. They were both married and she knew what they were doing was wrong, but it felt so good. That night, he came in his shorts and she went back to her room and fucked her husband harder than she had ever fucked him – all the while, imagining it was the young Marine. ---------- Cindy could not stop thinking about the night before. She could not stop thinking about how the young Marine had brought out desires that seem to have disappeared years ago. Every time she thought about it, she became wet. She kept thinking about his caresses and how it felt so good when he sucked on her tits. It did not help that he was emailing her erotic emails and asking her to meet him again. He wanted her mouth on his dick, he wanted her bent over so he could pound his dick in her. He told her this many times and it really excited her. She could not stand it. She had so much lust building up inside her – she wanted him so bad. But she just could not. She could not be more intimate with him than she already had. She was married. And he was married. And he was leaving Iraq soon to go back home to his wife. Part of her did not care – part of her just wanted to be fucked by him. But she knew she could not. He continued with the emails and she finally decided that if he continued to ask, that yes, she would suck his dick given the opportunity to be alone. And she would allow him to touch her pussy – but absolutely no sex. That evening while the Marine was working with her and her husband, Cindy needed to go to the restroom. Her husband suggested that the Marine go with her, as her "Battle Buddy". Her mind raced to the previous night and she remembered his touch. She smiled as she and the Marine left the office. On their walk to the latrine trailers, he reached out and took her hand. He placed it on the growing lump in his pants. Just feeling his hardness excited her. On the way back, he suggested that they walk over to the park. She knew they would be alone there. She wanted to see and touch his swollen cock again. She grinned and said sure. All the time walking in the dark – her hand was on his hard erection. When they got out of the view of passers by, he asked her to suck him real quick. She was not sure what he meant by "real quick" because she was not one to leave a job half done. She knew it was all or nothing – either she did not suck him – or she sucked him and swallowed his cum. She did not need to think about her answer to his request, she had been thinking about it all day. She immediately dropped to her knees. As she caressed his cock, she began to lick it. Tracing the throbbing veins and encircling the head. She opened her mouth and took his long hard dick down her throat. She sucked and licked, eagerly awaiting his cum. He tried to stop her and pull her head up. This made her suck even more, because she knew he was about to cum and she was not about to miss out on her reward. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth and spasm as it shot its load down her throat. She licked one last drop off the head of his dick and smiled as he tucked it away in his camis. He told her that she gave the best head ever. Hearing that made her want to suck him again and again. They walked back to the office where her husband and the Marine's captain were waiting. The captain asked what took so long. The young Marine explained that they had walked to the latrine trailers because Cindy did not like the porta potties. The captain laughed and rolled his eyes. Cindy grinned and walked over to the desk where she saw a package of gum. She helped herself to a piece of gum, afraid that her husband may smell cum on her breath. She sat there with a wet pussy, trying not to grin at the naughtiness that she had just experienced. She looked at the Marine standing there, and she knew that he was still thinking about the blow job he had just received. That night, once again, Cindy fucked her husband hard, while imagining that she was with the Marine. Sadly, the next day, Cindy drove the young Marine, his Captain and her husband to catch a flight to another base. The Marine would be there for the next week until he departed for home. But he would return in less than three months. He assured Cindy that he would stay in touch and she looked forward to his erotic emails and to the day he returned and she could be with him again. An affair to remember Betty Rubble sat in the window watching her son Bam Bam playing in the garden. Barney was at work as usual and Betty was bored. She thought about going next door and seeing what Wilma was up to. If nothing else, the kids could always play in Pebbles room while the adults got busy. Betty and Wilma had been friends for years and lovers for almost as long. It had started out as innocent play one day and became a weekly occurrence over the years when the men were at work. Betty ran her hands down over her dress as she thought about Wilma's tongue slithering deep inside her pussy. She felt a shiver as she thought about it. Barney hadn't been really big on the whole sex thing lately and Betty had to admit that she was horny as hell. Going to the mirror in the dining room, she checked her jet black hair that as always was pulled up off of her neck. She smoothed her dress down over her slender body then headed towards the door. Opening the door, she gasped. "Fred, what are you doing here?" She asked looking at Wilma's husband. She had to admit that she had always thought Fred was a handsome man. About 5'9" and 160lbs, with short black hair and brown eyes. Just seeing him standing in her doorway made her pussy tingle. "Um...that is..." Fred stammered as he looked at her. Fred was unsure if he was doing the right thing. He knew that if Wilma found out what he planned to do, she would leave him right away. Plus add to that that Barney was his best friend. But Fred had wanted Betty for a long time and since Mr. Slate had told him that Barney was going to be working late today because of a big shipment coming in, he figured this was his only chance. "Fred, are you okay?" Betty asked reaching up and running her hand over his cheek. Fred closed his eyes as he felt her soft hand touch him. "Betty, feel free to slap me if you want to, but I really want to have sex with you." he said staring into her blue eyes. Betty looked at him in shock, and then slowly lowered her hand. "You, you want to fuck me?" She asked stunned. Fred stepped into the house, closing the door behind him. "Yes, I know Wilma will probably leave me and Barney will probably kill me, but I can't seem to help myself." He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close as he brought his lips to hers. Betty stood limply in his arms for a minute. She still didn't believe that her best friend's husband was actually standing in her living room kissing her. She knew she should push him away, but the thought of having a hard cock slithering in and out of her hot snatch was making her pussy throb with need. She moaned low when she felt Fred's hand cup her breast through her dress. "Fred, I..." "Please Betty. I need you so bad." Fred murmured against her lips. He moved his lips to her neck as he moved his hand up under her dress. Betty gasped when his hand slithered up between her legs and touched her swollen pussy. "Fred, oh god." She panted as she clung to him. "You are so hot aren't you?" He asked lifting his eyes to hers as he let his fingers drift over her swollen flesh. Betty stared at him in shock as his fingers moved over her. She knew she had to push him away, but she couldn't seem to get her body to obey her mind. When Fred suddenly lifted her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, her arms went up around his neck. "Fred, I really don't think we should be doing this, but I'm so hot." She protested weakly as he laid her back on her bed. "It will be our secret Betty." Fred said softly as he kissed her once again. This time he pressed his tongue against her lips and Betty moaned as she opened to him. She sucked at his tongue as she felt his fingers working at the strap of her dress. She gasped when she felt the cool air in the room brush against her bare breasts. "Oh Fred." She moaned closing her eyes as she rested back against the pillow. Fred looked at her for a minute. "You are so beautiful Betty." He said softly running his finger lightly over one nipple and watching it harden. "I need you so bad." He lowered his head until he was able to take her nipple between his lips, sucking gently at it. "Fred, oh god Fred." Betty gasped as she bucked up against him. She felt his hand on her other breast and moaned as he gently squeezed it. Fred sucked harder at her nipple as he caressed her other breast with his hand. When his fingers found her nipple, he took it between two fingers and gently squeezed it making Betty mewl in pleasure. "I need you so bad." He said against her skin as he slowly lowered her dress until he was able to pull it off her legs. Betty laid there naked watching him through closed eyes as he looked over her naked body. She knew she had a good body but wondered if it was as good as Wilma's. When he suddenly very slowly spread her legs open, she didn't care. "Touch me Fred, I'm so hot." She begged when she felt his hand once again work its way between her legs. Fred brought his eyes to hers. "I can see how hot you are." he panted as he felt his cock hardening under his shirt. He knew if he didn't get inside her pretty soon, he was going to make a mess all over the bed. But ass he looked at his finger moving slowly between her closed pussy lips, he knew he had to taste her first. Lying down on his stomach, he moved down on the bed until his face was even with her hot snatch. "Oh Fred." Betty mewled when she felt him spread her open and his tongue touch her in a long taste. "Yes, that's it, eat me." She lifted her hips against him and cried out when his tongue darted over her clit. "Fuck, eat me." She begged humping against his mouth. Fred moaned against her as he locked his lips around her clit and slipped two fingers into her sopping hole. "Oh, you are so wet." He moaned lifting his eyes to hers. Betty's breath became labored as she wrapped her legs around his neck. "Eat me; I need to cum so bad." She panted. Her hips moved furiously against him as she humped her body. She could feel his fingers sliding deep inside her and cried out in pleasure. Fred moved his fingers fast and hard inside her as he sucked greedily at her clit. He could feel her shivering beneath him and knew he wanted to make her cum with his mouth before he fucked her. "Cum for Me." he chanted over and over in his head as he attacked her sensitive flesh with his mouth and fingers. "Oh god, eat me, Make me cum." Betty begged digging her fingers into her breasts and squeezing them painfully, as she humped her body against his mouth. "Don't stop, it feels so good." Her legs tightened around his head as his tongue whipped over her swollen clit. She knew this was wrong, this wasn't her husband, but she was so hot, she didn't care. "Eat meeeeee..." She screamed as she suddenly convulsed in release. Fred growled against her as he continued to whip his tongue against her clit and slammed his fingers deep into her slit. He could feel his fingers squishing around in her juices and knew he had to have her. He pulled away while she was still convulsing and quickly pulled up his shirt, showing her his hard cock. "Mmmmm, nice." Betty purred seeing him fully enlarged. She spread her legs wide and held her arms out to him as he laid over her. "Fuck me Fred." She purred. Fred rubbed his cock against her and moaned loudly. "Oh Betty." He moaned as he found her entrance and pushed forward burying himself inside her. "Oh yes." "Fuck me," Betty cried lifting her hips as he slowly withdrew then came back into her. "It feels so good. Fred wrapped his arms around her holding her close to him as he slowly thrust into her. "Oh, you feel as good as I knew you would." he moaned against her neck. He felt her pulling him deep inside her and couldn't hold back the moans. "Oh Fred, yes, Fuck me." She cried wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as she met him thrust for thrust. "Betty, oh god, ugh...yes." Fred panted as he started plowing deep inside her faster. "Your pussy feels so good." He locked his lips on hers as he hammered into her. He could hear her juices squishing between their moving bodies and it pushed him to new heights. "I love fucking you. You are so hot." He panted against her neck as he felt her muscles tighten and loosen around him. "Fuck me Fred, oh fuck me." Betty cried digging her nails into his back as he rode her. "Make me cum again." Fred slammed faster and harder into her making her squeals in pleasure. "Yes, oh god yes." She screamed as she felt her orgasm start to rise over her. "Fuck me, oh god fuck me." She slammed her body forcefully against his each time he slammed into her making his cock drive further inside her hot snatch with each stroke. "Betty, fuck, oh, ugh..." Fred panted as he felt her body tightening around him. "Cum for me. I need you to cum for me." He pistoned his cock even faster and heard her cries of pleasure. "Fred, fuck, I'm cummmmiinnngggggg..." She screamed as she once again convulsed around him. "Betttttttttttttttttttttttttyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..." Fred cried as he buried himself completely inside her. Betty screamed as she felt him coat her insides. *** While Fred and Betty were having their little sex fest, Wilma was having fun of her own. She had dropped Pebbles off at her mothers and decided to take a trip down to the quarry. Mr. Slate had told her earlier that he was letting Fred off early today if she wanted to come by. As much as she loved her husband, Wilma had to admit that he was nothing compared to Fred's boss. That man really knew how to fuck a pussy. At the time Fred had been knocking on Betty's door, Wilma was kneeling in front of Mr. Slate's desk with his cock buried in her mouth. "Wilma, ugh, oh god." Mr. Slate moaned as he felt her tongue move over him. "Yes, suck my cock." "Mmmmmmm..." Wilma moaned around the hard flesh in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down over him as she worked her fingers in and out of her sopping hole. She knew that Mr. Slate would fuck her and she needed it really bad. Mr. Slate slowly fucked his cock in and out of Wilma's hungry mouth and moaned loudly as she went to town on him. Reaching down, he grasped her bare breasts, squeezing them roughly in his hands. As soon as she had come into the office, she had stripped out of her dress and dropped to her knees before him. Now as he watched his cock being devoured between her soft lips, he knew he wanted to fuck her. "Lean across the desk my dear." He said hoarsely as he reluctantly pulled his cock out of her mouth. Wilma smiled up at him, and moved quickly to her feet. She turned so she had her back to him and leaned over his desk so her pussy was open to his gaze. Mr. Slate moved to stand up and sink into her, but at the first gaze of her tender flesh, he couldn't resist a taste. He moved out of his chair and onto his knees before her. Wilma turned to look over her shoulder, wondering what was taking him so long when she felt his tongue touch her. "Oh Mr. Slate, yes, eat my hot pussy." She cried pushing back with her hips as she felt his tongue move over her. Mr. Slate spread open her lips and dove onto her flesh. Wilma squealed in pleasure as he ran his tongue and teeth against her tender clit. "Ugh, oh god, eat me." She cried digging her nails into the side of the desk. Wilma was so engrossed in the tongue lashing that Mr. Slate was giving her, she didn't noticed the office door open or Barney, her neighbor walk in. "Mr. Slate, I'm done for the..." Barney stopped speaking as he saw Wilma leaning over Mr. Slate's desk. "What is going on?" He asked even as his cock started to rise. Wilma was close to cumming and was thrusting her body back against Mr. Slate's mouth when she heard Barney's words. "Oh god, no not now." She cried looking at him even as her orgasm washed over her. "I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm cummmmmmiinnnnnnngggggg..." She slammed her body back against Mr. Slate's mouth as her body convulsed. Mr. Slate not realizing that Barney was in the room, moaned loudly as he drank up her juices. He grasped her quivering legs as he pulled himself to his feet and immediately drove his cock deep into her waiting well. "Ugh...Oh Yesssssssssss..." Wilma cried out momentarily forgetting that Barney was in the room at the sudden thrust into her pussy. "What the hell?" Barney cried as he watched Mr. Slate slamming forcefully into Wilma from behind. Mr. Slate and Wilma looked at him but Mr. Slate didn't stop his forceful thrusts. "You will have to wait in line Mr. Rubble." He panted as he reached around Wilma and grasped her breasts even as he continued to slam into her. "Barney...Ugh...Please, ugh, don't tell Fred." She panted slamming back against Mr. Slate as she felt her orgasm start to rise once again. Barney watched the action in front of him for a minute. He knew he should tell Fred that his wife was cheating on him with his boss, but watching Wilma being impaled by his boss and the way she was screaming in pleasure was driving him crazy. "I won't tell him, but you have to suck me off." He said pulling his shirt up over his head until his cock was sticking out away from his body. Wilma was panting from the pounding Mr. Slate was giving her, but when she saw Barney's hard cock, her mouth watered. "Deal." She panted. Barney moved a chair over to the desk so he could climb up onto it, then grabbed the back of Wilma's hair and pulled her down over his hard cock. "Oh yes." he moaned as he felt her lips envelop him. Mr. Slate watched the action going on in front of him and moaned loudly. "That's it Mrs. Flintstone, suck his hard cock while I fuck you." he growled mauling her breasts while he tore into her furiously from behind. Wilma moaned loudly as her pussy was filled repeatedly by Mr. Slate's hard cock. She could feel her orgasm rising furiously and knew she wanted the men to cum with her. She tightened her pussy muscles making Mr. Slate moan and sucked furiously at Barney making him cry out. "Suck me Wilma, fuck suck Me." he cried yanking on her head and forcing her down over him. "Fuck, I'm cummmmmiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg..." Between the mouth on his cock and watching Mr. Slate fuck her from behind, it wasn't surprising when Barney suddenly slammed deep into Wilma's mouth and emptied himself down her throat. Feeling Barney cum in her mouth send Wilma over the edge. She tried to scream in pleasure and almost choked on the cum sliding down into her stomach. Feeling her cum around him sent Mr. Slate over the edge and he buried himself to the hilt inside her as he let go. "AAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHH..." He cried as he released his balls deep inside her. Well I guess we can say dear reader, it's just another normal day in Bedrock... An Affair to Remember His lips, so soft to the touch, brushed the sensitive skin at the nape of her sun-kissed neck. The light moisture soaking into her skin willing, waiting, wanting to feel his velvet tongue massage her into complete utopia. He teased her, knowing exactly what she was looking for, but not wanting to give in too quickly. For months he'd watched her in amazement, her perfectly curved body swaying in front of him as if calling to him in the sweet tone of seduction. Now was his time, his time to take it. He wanted everything she had to offer, he shook with anticipation. She could feel him straining to keep control, though she yearned for him to let go and take her. A quiet moan escaped from her mouth into his ear to let him know she was ready for him. His hand loosened from the side of her neck and his fingers slid down to her throat. She rolled her head backwards, allowing him to continue his path. He looked cautiously up at her eyes that were slowly disappearing behind her copper lids. He was mesmerized by her face, it looked as smooth as porcelain and her lips were a beautiful deep crimson. He lifted his fingers and ran them down her cheek, then across her jaw line as he lightly sucked on her earlobe. With that she leaned her face against his and searched his face for his lips. She planted hers against his, and with that their lips spread and their tongues locked in an unending whirlpool of lust. Her hand immediately found the back of his neck as she pulled his face into hers. While her hands invitingly pressed against his back, his explored the small of her back. His fingertip found her panties, and he playfully snapped her thong. Their smiles mirrored each other and with that unspoken agreement he furthered his hand underneath her skintight jeans. With his hand sturdy against her rear he lifted her and placed her on back. He made sure to get her head on the pillow. He slowly lowered himself onto her. He wrapped both hands around her sides and lifted her shirt over her head. He stared in awe of her gorgeous body, perky breasts and sparkling diamond naval ring. He leaned against her, fitting himself between her open legs, stroking one of her legs up against his waist. She pulled his shirt up over his head and let her hands caress down his chest, feeling every inch of his torso. His hand mimicked hers as he traced down the center of her chest, slipping through her cleavage and down over her belly button. He fingered the button of her jeans. Her back arched to let his finger slip under the button, as she tugged on the clasp of his belt. He pressed himself against her, tantalizing her, with a sly grin across his face. She pulled open his belt with a simple flick of her finger and slipped her hands around to his backside. She grabbed him hard and pulled him against her again. She slid his pants downwards and he pushed them to the floor. She continued to finger the thick elastic on his boxers while graciously lowering them to his thighs. His boxers joined his pants on the floor as she laid her hand flat against his groin. His eyes shut tight as she rolled him onto his back. She lifted her leg over his body and stradled his thighs. He stiffened instantly as she leaned over him letting the thin lace of her bra caress him up to his chest. She licked his tongue quickly, and then planted her lips on his neck. She kissed a path to his groin and licked a thin line down his length. She pressed her fingers around the base of his penis, and then, without warning, deep throated every inch. His eyes clenched shut as he pushed his head into the bed. She slid him in and out of her over and over again, then, just to tease him, she pulled off and glided the tip of her tongue around his head. He pressed his hand gently against the back of her head, begging for her to take him in again. She obliged graciously. She continued for awhile longer and then right as she could feel his juices rising she wrapped both her hands around him. She could feel him trying to hold it back, but she wanted it. She tongued his head to get a starter taste. She rubbed her hands up and down his shaft and French kissed the sensitive skin between his thigh and groin. She could see, out of the corner of her eye, his hand squeezing the sheets in his fist. But with one quick tight jerk of her hands he unleashed himself into her open waiting mouth. She swallowed every last drop of it, licking a few off her lips and his throbbing stiffness. She pulled her hair out of her face and kissed him up to his lips. She lifted herself over his groin and let his shaft pulse against her center. She guided his hands to her waist and around to her ass, pulling her closer against him. He found the button and zipper on her jeans and rolled her to her back. He pulled her jeans down and over her feet, and her thong immediately followed. He reached up and undid her bra, the clasp lay between her breasts, and he opened it up and slid it out from under her. He cupped his hands around her breasts and lowered his lips onto each nipple, flicking his tongue across them and then taking them wholly into his mouth. He lightly nibbled on each, and when he felt her legs start to shake he began to kiss his own path to the small patch of hair that was neatly trimmed to perfection. He lifted her knees over his shoulders and held her at her hips. Right as she took a heavy breath in, he plunged his tongue deep into her core. She gasped as he wriggled his tongue inside of her. He pulled out and clamped his mouth over her clitoris. He sucked and flicked his tongue violently against her. Her legs shook more with every touch of his tongue. He stopped and rammed two fingers inside of her, she arched her breasts to the skies and let out a moan that shook the whole room. He then continued to thrust three of his fingers into her while still sucking and licking her sensitive clitoris. She went wild, screaming and bucking until she pushed her hand up against his hair, holding him exactly where he was while she continued to shake and buck. Her legs stilled and her hips relaxed, and right as she exhaled a sigh of relief he slammed his fingers as deep as he could and he felt her juices gush past his fingers. He took out his fingers and placed his mouth directly over her drenched slot. He drank every drop of it. She grabbed his shoulders tightly with both hands, and he came up to her face. Their eyes met for a split second and she threw him onto his back. She mounted him like she'd done it time and time again, and pressed him as deep inside of her as she could. He grabbed her waist and led her on and off his throbbing penis. They both clenched their eyes shut and held each other for dear life. The pace quickened until her breasts bounced wildly. He sat up and held her body against his. He slowed her down and took her breasts into his mouth. He sucked and licked it until her fingernails were dug deep in his back. He got her on her back and he thrust into her like he was trying to break her in half. She screamed in pain, but when he continued her screams turned into deep moans. She wrapped her legs tight around him as he pushed harder and faster, filling her every inch with his stiffness. He knelt underneath her and with his hands on her hips he held her in place as he thrust against her. They could hear her wetness hitting his hips with force. Then, together, they froze in place as he shot his juices through her body, she arched her back and her hips gave one last buck as she covered him with her silky wetness. He leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips, as he slowly pulled out, but right before he released his tip, he rammed it in hard and fast. She shot to attention, and he pulled out. He slid his hand from her neck to her leg, and gently caressed the inside of her thigh. He swiped a finger between her drenched lips just to flick it over her sensitive clitoris as he lay on his side with his chest pressed against her back. Her leg wrapped around his and he pulled her ass against his penis, which was already hard for her again. She let out a tiny giggle as he spread her cheeks. Right as he was about to enter her, he kissed her shoulder, then dove into her. He pounded roughly against her and then reached around with his fingers. He spread her lips with two fingers and flicked her clit with another. She arched into him and started to moan even louder than before. He pulled her onto her hands and knees and leaned over her so as to tweak her nipple with his free hand. The contradiction of his gentle stroking of her nipples to the pounding of him inside her threw waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned for him to slow down, to push deeper, but he couldn't no matter how much he tried. She couldn't stand it any longer. She went weak and fell into the bed. He paused for a moment, letting her catch her breath as she lay, collapsed on the bed. He leaned down towards her raised buttocks allowing his erection to gently rest against her succulent lower lips. He moved himself back and forth against her, feeling her wetness prepare him for reentry. She caught her breath and let out a sigh. She rocked her body against his muscle; she wanted him to know she was ready to take him again. He continued his gentle pleasuring knowing full well this was just what she needed. Once her strength came back to her she leaned up on her arm and with her right hand she cupped the exposed side of his penis. She moved her hand along with her body, she could see his lowered jaw in the corner of her eye. His moves became more deliberate. She let her thumb slip from her grip on him and slide across the tip of his head, she traced light but impressive circles around the head. She could feel his juices rising higher and higher. She took her thumb away, and with a sudden move of her hips and gentle guide of her hand she rammed his length deep inside of her, then –just as quickly- pulled him out. He almost lost it right then and there. He whipped her up against his body and she knelt in front of him. He placed her right above him and he bounced her back and forth over his rock hard member. Moving back and forth against each other caused the amount of friction that could drive a man wild. He tried to keep himself calmed, he pulled her down to him by her shoulders, slowing their moves to a gently paced forward sway. He realized that while sitting up he was in reach of her whole body, so he touched every inch of it. He ran his wide hands down her throat, to her breasts. He lightly massaged one in each hand, then massaged downward inch by inch. His left hand rested, centering itself right below her belly button, while his right ventured lower. He slid the inside of his middle finger up and down her clit, and when she sucked in a hard breath he flicked it side to side. Her body jerked up. He immediately stilled his hand and pressed her harder against him with his left. He kissed her neck as he lowered his fingers to her throbbing lips. He ran his fingers along them, feeling the juices that had already leaked out. She turned to him and kissed him hard, and with that he delved two fingers into her. He pushed them hard and deep inside her, as he rocked himself into her from behind as well. She placed her hand over his as he fingered her, and without warning she slid her middle finger inside herself with his. Once she knew he had noticed what she'd done she pulled her finger out and began to rub her wet finger against her clit. She rubbed faster and faster, and before either of them knew it they were shaking and bucking themselves into frenzy. They collapsed on the bed, both out of breath and drained of strength. With his last bit of strength her laid her on her back and crawled down to her core. He lightly ran the back of his hand above her clit and, with the most gentlemanly grin, clamped his mouth over her slot. His tongue slowly explored every drenched crevice and his mouth sucked every last drop away. Once she was dry, he gave one last tongue flick to her clit and she had one last orgasm. He crawled back up to her and they fell asleep. An Affair to Remember You may just think this is another story of a man having an affair and cheating on his wife, but you see my story is different. I am cheating on my wife but I'm cheating with my wife's boyfriend. Let me start at the beginning, it seems so long ago now but has really been only a few months. Believe me when I tell you that Sue and I were not swingers or even wild party people, we just happened to meet Shawn at a club. We went out for a quite meal and just by chance noticed the club next door to the restaurant. We may have had a little more wine with dinner than we're used to and when I heard the music coming from the club I dragged Sue inside for just a couple of dances. We danced and had a couple of cocktails and we were having a great time. Shawn came up to our table, sat down and offered to buy us a drink, we accepted and by the time they arrived, we had introduced our selves. Shawn asked my wife to dance to a fast tune and when a slow song came up next they stayed on the floor. I saw him holding her close and I could tell he was whispering in her ear and ever so often, she would giggle like a teenager. I know I should have been jealous but he was so affable and besides I trusted my wife so I really wasn't worried. When they returned to the table, Sue excused herself to go to the ladies and Shawn slid in next to me. He took a sip of his drink then said, "You know Jon you have a very sexy wife." I agreed and told him I'd always thought so yet still no alarm bells or warning lights going off in my head. "I'll tell you what I want to do, I want to go home with you folks and fuck your wife as you watch. I know you'd like that Jon, just think about it a minute." It's funny I started to say no way but the image of Sue naked and this man making love to her in front of all me, of a sudden sounded really exciting. I have to be honest the thought of watching Sue and another man had been a fantasy of mine for a while but even a hint of it to Sue would end up her being mad at me all night. More as a dare than an invite, I told Shawn there was no way my wife would go along with something like that. He just said to let him worry about convincing Sue to go along. I don't know what he said but we ended up back at our place and soon after that in our bedroom. As Sue and Shawn sat in the love seat in our front room, I poured wine for us all. I sat across from them watching my wife nervous as a schoolgirl jabber away. Shawn took the wine from her hand placed it on the table then reached across and began to kiss my wife. I've never been an aggressive man, always asking permission before taking liberties even with my wife. I've always tried to please her and looked to her for guidance in what she wanted. It was easy to see, Shawn was an aggressor taking what he wanted as he only looked for his own pleasure. When he and my wife broke their kiss, I could see the lust in her eyes and I knew she'd never looked at me that way. He unbuttoned her blouse and began caressing her nipples through her bra. He looked up at me and said, "Jon let's take you wife into the bedroom and you can help me get her ready to fuck." She meekly took his offered hand as I led us into our bedroom. Once there he instructed me to remove her clothes. I slid her blouse off her arms and then like the clumsy oak I am I couldn't get her bra unhooked. Sue gave a sigh of exasperation along with a look that I knew all too well and she just ripped the hooks off her bra and threw it on the floor. I unbuttoned her skirt and slid it to her feet and next her sexy little slip. I got on my knees to pull her panties off, it was so sexy I could smell her scent and her panties were soaking wet. Shawn instructed her to lie on her back across the bed and put her feet up on it. He said nothing to me but merely pointed and I knew to bury my face in her steamy cunt. My wife usually has a hard time achieving orgasms and I swear I spend hours coaxing an orgasm out of her. However, this night she grabbed two handfuls of my hair holding my face in place and was moaning in the throes of a super climax within seconds. I looked up to see what brought this on and saw her head off the side of the bed and Shawn's large cock deep down her throat. I believe she was cumming not from my tongue but from his cock in her mouth. I'm sure she had at least three before Shawn pulled out of her mouth, I heard her give a little 'Oh' of disappointment. She turned to the head of the bed as he climbed on and I went to sit in our chair and watch. Her look was utter adulation as she came again when he plunged inside her. She rubbed her hands through the hair on his chest and he began his assault. He picked up his pace and she screamed for more begging him to take her. I could see his balls from where I sat, I watched them tense and knew he was ready to fill my wife with his seed. Once he was done he climbed off of her put his clothes on, then looked at me, "You get clean up." Then he gave me his card and said I should call him and we could do this again sometime. Sue lay on her back still panting and I went between her legs and sucked out Shawn's sperm from her worn out pussy. After I coaxed another climax out of her, I lay down next to her and as she slowly calmed down, she said, "Jon I have to do that again, I feel I couldn't live without having that feeling back." I told her he gave me his card and I would call him tomorrow and invite him over as soon as he could make it. She kissed me then thanked me and then turned over and went to sleep. As for me, nobody worried about whether or not I had cum yet. This made me grumpy as I went off to the bathroom to masturbate. I called Shawn the next day from work at about eleven. "Hi Jon I'm glad you called, why don't you drop by for lunch?" I agreed, got his address, and was there by twelve-thirty. He lived in a beautiful building in an upscale neighborhood. He opened the door wearing only a swimsuit; he told me he had just got up when I called and was enjoying the morning sun on his deck. He invited me to join him and then told me to sit showing me an extra large chaise. He went to the kitchen and came out with a pitcher of Mimosas, they looked so refreshing I accepted by saying I shouldn't. I was stretched out on the chaise still in my suit and tie and he sat next to me. He asked me how I enjoyed last night and I told him my wife really enjoyed it and couldn't wait for an encore. "Oh I know she enjoyed it but what about you?" I told him I was very turned on all night and I had surprised myself. I told him it was the first time I had been in the same room with another man having sex. "Does that mean you've never had sex with another man?" I told him no and then he reached over and kissed me on the lips. This was so strange I felt his unshaved face scratch my chin and his lips were not soft, like my wife's but firm. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I accepted it with a hunger. I put my hands on his chest and searched for the nipple hidden in his fur. He broke our kiss and guided my lips to his nipple and I slowly traced my tongue down the trail of hair on his chest down to his flat stomach. He pushed me lower, I got on my knees between his legs, and as he lifted his ass, I pulled off his trunks. Just like that, there it was, I held his cock in my hand, stroking it. I kissed the tip and licked underneath all the way to his balls, and then it was in my mouth. I sucked, licked, and tried to swallow it whole but I couldn't get it down. "Can you still taste your wife on me? I haven't even bathed since last night." Why yes I think I could still taste some of my wife's cream on him and that only excited me more. I worked on opening my throat up, I wanted all of him, and then my nose was deep in his pubic hair. I could smell Sue's scent still in his hair further adding to my excitement. All of a sudden he began to cum down my throat. I licked him clean enjoying the taste of his sperm and I found myself wanting more. He said lets go take a shower, I said I had to go back to work. He took my hand, led me to his bathroom, and told me to call in that I was going to be busy all afternoon. In the shower, we washed each other and washed each other's hair. He held me close as the water poured down on us, "I'm going to take your wife's other cherry tonight but I think I should take yours first." I just nodded my head and then he leaned down and kissed me again. We dried off and went to his bedroom naked and both of us erect. He had me lay on my back saying he wanted to look into my eyes as he took me. He showed me how to hold my legs up to expose my back end. He was forceful but not brutal as he took me and as he was ready to cum he held my dick and instructed me to cum with him. I shot off on my belly as he filled my bowels. That night we said nothing of our afternoon adventure. As Shawn took my wife's last cherry as he called it, he had me sit at the foot of the bed with my head under her and between her legs pleasuring her pussy as he filled her back door with his cock. The whole time I could feel his balls on my chin and I caressed them while he took his pleasure from my wife. I could feel his release building up inside them and took a perverse delight in knowing before her when he was ready to climax. When he withdrew, I cleaned him with pleasure as my wife watched from between her legs. I then cleaned my wife's rectum slurping out his creamy nectar as it leaked from her bum. That was the last night we all made love together, I was just too jealous. Not of Shawn but of Sue, it hurt me to see her pleasuring him. Therefore, she would go to him when He would allow and I would spend every afternoon I could away from my job to be with him. Of course, Shawn was a player not a lover and he soon grew tired of us both and left us in his wake. My wife was devastated yet I could only think she could get laid anywhere. I mean my wife was young and attractive, men always noticed her but what about me where would I ever be able to replace Shawn? Where would I ever meet a man, I knew nothing about meeting men. I just know I will end up a lonely hetro. Sue and I are still together living as we once did but now we both realize it is a life of quiet desperation. I've never had the nerve to tell her of Shawn and I and she never talks of him I think because she doesn't want to hurt me. If you ask if I'm sorry it ever happened, I can only say it was the greatest time of my life. I can honestly say even if it never happens again that I will still die a better man because of my short time with Shawn and the memories he gave me. An Affair to Remember The following story is from a series of fictional fantasies that were written for my wife. She suggested I share them...... **************************** We had just moved to our new place and were going through stuff like we always do, In among your things, we found a bunch of unmarked DVDs. I thought it might be an old recording of the band although, not sure what it was, I put it into a player. It looked like large party, held somewhere I didn't recognize, certainly someone's home. It was an adult party, a New Years Eve party, as I found out later. Some guests were in costume, some had masks and others in evening attire. It looked quite typical really, people talking in groups, music, dancing, all normal goings on. Then I saw you in the crowd. Dressed in a black, backless gown, very long hair, looking absolutely stunning, dancing, surrounded by on lookers, both men and women. As the night progressed, there was the count down to the New Year with celebration, kissing, hugging and well wishing as the crowd began to thin, the lighting got lower. You appeared once again, seated on a couch, involved in a conversation with an attractive couple that you seemed to know. The room lighting flashed twice and everyone I could see in the frame laughed looking around the room at each other. Suddenly the man seated next to you, leaned in and kissed you, then resumed his position. His wife them leaned in and did the same. I thought at first that these were just "Goodnight, nice to see you again" kisses, until I noticed that most of the people I could see in the frame were doing the same thing, while some taking other liberties. Once again, this man began to kiss you while his wife took a position on the floor, unzipping him, freeing his already erect cock. She took it hungrily into her mouth, her head rhythmically rising and falling. He pushed your dress from your shoulder, revealing your hard nipples and wasted no time sucking one into his mouth as his hand found the hem of your gown. I could see the wet spot on your black panties as he rubbed your clit through the thin material. You took your hands and removed him from your breast, reclined yourself on the divan and directed him to your pussy. He need little encouragement, enthusiastically he began to lick through your panties. This seemed to greatly please you. Moments later, a faceless man simply walked up stroking his stiff cock and presented it to your mouth. His cock was quite sizable, already dribbling pre-cum from the head. You were able to take it all into you mouth, grabbing his ass, you pulled him forward, swallowing his erection. He withdrew, stroking his cock wildly cumming all over your exposed breasts and neck. Gobs of thick white cum ran down your neck, contrasted with the black material of your gown. He used the head of his semi-hard cock to spread his load onto your face and lips. Without any pomp or circumstance, he casually moved on. You then got up, let your dress fall to the floor, leaving you wearing only thin panties. You moved into a straddling position, allowing yourself to sit on this man's cock with your back to him. His wife removed his straining cock from her mouth and rubbed it's head against your wet opening, I saw his cock disappear until only his balls were visible. His wife remained at her station, alternately licking your clit and sucking on his balls as you satisfied yourself, while she desperately fingering her dripping pussy. Relief was soon to be hers, as the wandering man approached the kneeling wife from behind, lifted her dress and mounted her, burying his cock to it's base in a single thrust. She let out a huge gasp but never looked back to see her benefactor as he pounded from the rear, grabbing the flesh of her ass to steady her as he satisfied himself. You were now very near orgasm, grinding your clit hard against this man's cock. His wife intensified her oral attention on you causing you to let out a scream as wave after wave of orgasm washed over you. You rolled off your partner who wasted not a second in repositioning his wife on the floor so she was on top of the wandering man, allowing him to ease his cock into her ass. These two men then proceeded to fuck this woman into a frenzy. You moved forward to the edge of the sofa, spread your legs and offered your cum soaked pussy to this woman. She ate you as if she were starving while being doubly pounded. You began to climax in succession at the tip of her tongue until another stranger came by, picked you up and bent you over the arm of the divan and pumped his cock into you from behind, with long steady, strokes. Still delirious from your endless string of orgasms, he grunted filling you with an enormous load that ran from your pussy and down your thighs when he removed himself. You rolled over into a sitting position and took his softening cock in you mouth, cleaning the cum off him as once again, the kneeling wife spread your legs, licking the cream that soaked your pussy and left sticky trails down your thighs A blonde woman of about 35 approached you from the side, wearing only panties and a necklace, she caressed your hair before leaning over and deeply kissing you. You broke the embrace to take her stiff nipple into your mouth, tantalizing it with your tongue as only you can do. This apparently convinced her to linger as she sat down next to you. She kissed you passionately, while the wife between your legs began to alternately lick both of you. One of the men fucking the wife, removed his cock and offered this slick member to you and your partner. You both licked the shaft and sucked the swollen head into your mouths. You took turns, sucking the shaft, sucking his balls.. He soon shot gobs of molten semen into your tongues, some cascading down the shaft. Your partner covered the head with her mouth, taking the remaining cream until it stopped pumping. She held the cum in her mouth and kissed you, sharing the fruits of your effort. The other man withdrew his cock as well, inspired by the sight he had observed took the place of his fuck buddy and stroked his cock until jets of warm cum splattered you both. White drops freckling your tits. He went to his knees and took his friends semi-erect cock into his mouth , giving him head that would rival any woman. His tongue wrapped around the head and he easily slid the entire thing into his mouth. Once this cock was fully erect again, he got up and leaned forward on to the sofa. His friend wasted no time in entering him from behind, rubbing the head of his long cock on his friends ass, working the head in before sliding in the rest. He made great spectacle of reaming his partner, behaving in a very dominate manner. You and your blonde partner reclined on the sofa, looking on amused at the show being performed for your benefit. You played with each others pussies until you rolled over and moved into a 69 position, your tongues exploring the others shaven cunt, putting on a show of your own. One of the men moved behind your friend , working his cock into her ass while you licked her pussy. He fucked her with long, penetrating strokes, his balls practically resting on your nose. The other man positioned himself between your legs and took an ankle into each hand, spreading your legs as wide as would allow, before burying his stiff cock into your pussy with a single thrust. His friend continued to stroke the blonde's ass, pausing only to allow you to take his balls into your mouth which you did with expertise. Your partner would occasionally remove his cock from your pussy and thrust it down the throat of the woman on top of you until his balls rested on her chin. The first man was near orgasm, slamming his cock into the blonde's ass. She was cumming uncontrollably from this determined pounding and the pussy lashing she was receiving. As he came, he pulled out glazing her ass, cum running down her pussy, caught on your awaiting tongue. Your partner came too, pulling out and leaving his load to coat your pussy which was immediately dispatched by the blonde's eager tongue. Both men flopped onto the sofa spent. You sat up with the blonde's head in your lap as a woman came around holding a tray containing, wet towels, lubricants and a variety of dildos. Three more men approached , eyeing your group on the sofa. All of them sporting very erect cocks, looking for a place to satisfy themselves. One sat down and his companions picked up the blonde and seated her on this man's large cock, while the other two offered their cocks to her mouth. She bounced on this large cock, alternately sucking on the other two, inducing what would certainly climax in another cum bath. She serviced the cocks like an expert, allowing her new found friends to use her in which ever way they saw fit, and these were men of imagination. and inhibition. Her face was fucked with the same ferocity as her ass and cunt. They licked her pussy and her ass, driving her wild. They licked her juices from each others cock before plunging into her once more. The other two men had ideas of their own concerning you. They placed you on all fours, one sliding into your pussy from behind while the other offered himself to the delights of your mouth. An expression of pure rapture came over him as his cock slid past your lips. His large cock was thick and bulging, his balls full of cum waiting for release. You tongue explored every inch, taking his sack into your mouth, while his friend stroked your pussy. Your eyes were wild with lust. They both groaned and encouraged you, behaving gently, treating you like the delicacy that you are. Before long, the cock was removed from your mouth and he sat on the sofa stroking his swollen head. His partner removed his cock from your pussy and slid down onto his friends cock, wiggling it into his ass. You grabbed the other cock licking the head, cleaning the slick juice from the shaft, while his ass was pummeled. His friend slammed into him, filling his ass with semen, grunting, moaning. Your partner announced breathlessly that he was cumming. You stroked his shaft until cum erupted covering his chest. You sensually spread the cum onto your fingers, offering them to his mouth. Your blonde friend was being thoroughly gang banged, a cock in every hole she had. Her head bobbed up and down and you could hear muffled whimpering coming from her as her mouth was stuffed with cock. The men took turns, using her to satisfy their needs, satisfying hers. They all entered simultaneously, stroking each hole with expertise, holding her head still as each had a turn guiding his cock down her throat. She would emit a muffled gasp each time her ass was entered. She removed a cock from her mouth, panting, requesting a cum bath. They were only too happy to grant her wish. She knelt on the floor, ringed by erections. They stroked their cocks until one by one, her face, neck and tits were covered. She was entirely glazed and happy to be so. You laying on your side watching the affair taking place beside you, as two different men approached from the side. Both men sported very large cocks with very large erections and were ready to use them. One man took you by the ankles and pulled you over the arm of the sofa so your feet were on the ground and your ass in the air. He dropped to his knees and bathed your pussy and ass. His tongue in your ass delicately darted at the sensitive little bud causing you to squirm, His friend offered you his enormous cock that you briefly teased the head, tasting the droplets of cum before swallowing it whole. This pair of men intended to give you a serious fucking, in the multi-orgasmic state you were in, you weren't in any position to debate. They had plans and you were just the recipient of their cocks. The man behind you stood and rubbed the head of his cock up and down the crack of your ass, observing your reactions. He parted the lips of your pussy, lubricating the head of his shaft with your more than ample juice. He worked the head in, his size stretching your well fucked cunt, and steadily slid in too the base. You gasped at the sheer size of the flesh covered log as he buried himself inside you. You looked more like you were being impaled than being fucked. You became frenzied, sucking the cock matching the same rhythm with which you were being fucked, tonguing his balls. He reached under you pinching your sensitive nipples. His friend grabbed your thighs to steady you on his cock. The cock in your mouth swelled and it's owner pulled it from your lips, jacking off in your face. The head of the cock was purple and huge, one could only imaging the load that was to be released from that hose. You didn't have long to wait. You took a finger and slid it straight into his ass. The effect was like pulling the trigger on a gun. It's owner grunted and shook. The dike broke and an ocean of cum was discharged into your mouth and face. His orgasm was unending, stream upon stream coated your lips, neck and breasts. Strands hung from you chin, dripping onto your nipples. It ran freely from the corners of your mouth, glazing your perfect lips. Your blonde friend came over and licked your face and tits, cleaning you, purring like a kitten, lapping up the cream His partner turned you over onto your back. and continued to fuck you while the blonde participated by licking your hot clit. The sensation was consuming and you came over and over, not even realizing the cock had ben removed and was hosing cum all over your belly, running down your pussy and ass. The blonde was catching some in her mouth, swallowing as fast as she could. Your hand absently found her ass and you pushed a finger easily into her well stretched hole, sliding in and out, like caressing a pet, while she tried to satisfy her insatiable need for cum. Both men disappeared as casually as they had arrived and slowly the lights came up as if a stage production had reached the final curtain. Again, the "attendant" came around with hand towels and and robes. She appeared to be directing the guests/participants outside toward the pool area...