1. Second Honeymoon - Chapter 4


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: tlogtlom, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    wanted one of three types of girls: a girl who does all the work; one who interacts and responds to what is going on; or ones that just lies there like a doll. In one of the "Crown" scenes, a young waif’s wedding night was of that third kind: she just lay there and took it. That is not me! One unexpected perk of traveling with a lover is that we were physically closer to each other and people noticed. Most of the couples on the plane behaved more like brother and sister than man and wife. Rex and I held hands, looked at one another and smiled. Again, a nice lady asked, "Is this your honeymoon?" "No. Second honeymoon." Rex and I slept stretched out, holding hands after digesting gourmet food. In the rear of the plane, passengers struggled to fall asleep. “Wake up, sleepyhead,” Rex said as he shook me. I’d slept most of the flight. When we gathered to collect our baggage, anyone could tell who flew First Class and who didn't. Poor Karl looked awful Rex had to rouse him from a napping in the cab ride to the hotel. People were having breakfast when we arrived at the lobby. The suite would be ready early afternoon. Rex checked us in. I felt self-conscious standing next to him, while Karl fought to stay awake. By the time business was transacted, Karl was almost asleep, standing up. The porter showed him to the lounge where he could rest. Rex said that he had some errands to run and invited me to go along. I followed him on several pressing business stops. He was trying to hook ...
    up with someone named Ian from the conference. Then we went to Harrods. Rex told me that the megastore deserved to be investigated as a single person. We agreed to meet at the same door in two hours. He promised, "You won't be bored." The cab took us back to the hotel and we had a lte lunch in the garden. Then the room was ready. My bags and Rex's bags were in the closet. The suite was one immense room with a king-size bed dominating one wall. Against the other wall, a pull-out couch and large floor-to-ceiling windows occupied the far wall. The exit door side had an armoire with a TV inside, and there was a sitting area looking out over a garden. Two bathrooms were side by side. Rex's clothes and my clothes were in drawers, on hangers in our closet; my makeup had been arranged on our bathroom sink. Karl's bag was on the pullout couch in the sitting area. His toiletries were in the smaller bathroom. I needed to freshen up, take a bath and breathe. "I have a little secret and I bet you aren't going to like it." I was trying to assert some independence and authority. "Tell me," said Rex. "I am saving my anal cherry for Karl. It will be his present for being such a good boy on this trip. Sorry, my cunt may belong to you, but my husband gets my ass." Rex told me he had a present for me. and handed me a bag. I opened it to find an instruction book on anal sex. Rex said, "Read the inscription." It read, "To my married friends. Enjoy!" Rex knew all along. I started to read it in the ...
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