Boy am I glad I don’t golf…Part 2
We took our separate showers, cleaning the sex from our bodies. We passed each other in the hallway between showers and she pulled be close to her, kissed me, and whispered in my ear, “I came in the shower just thinking about you.” I kissed her back, patted her towel covered ass and headed to the bathroom for my shower. I took my shower, my cock standing at attention the entire time, considering what the night, and the rest of the weekend, had in store. I was standing at the sink naked, shaving my face, when I hear the door slip quietly open. I turned to see my wife, Jen, slip into the room. I turned to see her, smiling. I guess at this point it’s important to introduce the other spouses. My wife is …