One day we planned an outing to Manhattan. We live a few hours north of NYC so it's not unusual for us to do dinner, theater and a hotel somewhere nea...r Broadway. This time we were celebrating her new boob job and my birthday. She went from an A cup to a B and she was finally healed enough to allow me to play and she made it clear she was "in a mood" to do so and it would happen on the trip. The day of the trip she took the day off and drove to Manhattan to shop and check into the hotel (she had. After another moment, more noises came from her left; more branch breaking, and... voices!Instinctively, she knelt down to conceal herself in the grass around her. Two men eventually appeared, both making more noise that even she – as 'country-fied' as she wasn't – would make traveling through the woods."It went that way," one of the distant voices said. "Here. You can see the hoof prints." Straight toward Luke and Jasper," the other man chortled."Yep!" the first one agreed. "They should. I started thinking, "Are you crazy?" Many women would kill for not only the opportunity but permission to be with someone else. I started reconsidering it but didn't mention it to him. We started going to chat rooms together. He enjoyed having me flirt with guys there, and I thought this was a safe alternative. I would send them pictures, and sometimes webcam chat with them. It drove him nuts to see their reactions and knowing they were cumming looking at me. It turned me on too. We would. Back in February life was still normal - in other words, busy. Jobs, k**s, extended family obligations, social obligations, travel, etc and Susan was a bit stressed.I said I would organise a massage ther****t to come over to our place one night once the k**s were down and all the chores done. Susan gave me that stern "don't be a naughty boy" look, and with a tone to match, told me to make sure that I engaged a properly qualified masseuse so that we could claim the cost back from our health.