“What do you want me to say??” I was now more than a bit worried. “Just tell her you met me at the clubhouse and we are coming back to the chal...et” Fuck this I thought, it’s all going to come out now. I dialled Karen’s phone and waited. After five minutes she answered. Telling her what I was told to say, Sue and I retreated a good way back down the path. Two minutes later Karen came running out of the chalet in a right state. Into ours she went, and we could hear the shower running. Sue looked. I get up and he says lets have a drink so we go back to the table but he leaves his pants there so he says that was the best head he has ever had and never by a white women I am still horny as all fuck so I ask him may I take off his shirt he says sure I move over to him and take it off then start rubbing his cheast and tummy and then kissing his tummy making love to his fat tummy I can see him liking it. I tell him I am going to the rest room when I come back I have left my dress in there I. I went down stairs and curled up on the carpet. I won't claim that I fell asleep. I think I just passed out.When I awoke the next morning I had the world's biggest hangover. My head throbbed, my mouth tasted as if an army has marched through, and my body was stiffer than a board from sleeping on the floor. I stumbled out to the garage and noticed my wife's car was gone. I staggered back to the kitchen, planning on fixing the some coffee, if there was any left.There wasn't. She took that too.It. Their voices mixed with the music as their orgasms became increasingly more vocal. I'm not sure who came first, not that it mattered. The sheets below me were soaked! They giggled as their kissing ended, then lay down either side of me.I kissed my wife first. That kiss was interrupted by Hilda's hand turning my chin towards her. She shoved her tongue down my throat as she rubbed her titties against my chest. Soon, Hilda was mostly on top of me while my wife was pumping my cock. Hilda.