It was too bad he did not know what to do once he was with a girl.He knew a lot about sex second hand. People thought about it all the time. He had re...ad amazing things in the minds of some men.He had also discovered a cornucopia of information about sex on the Internet, not that he trusted it very much. There were just too many things he read online that conflicted with the memories of sexually-experienced people.He could forget about talking to his mom about sex. She knew even less than he. It's probably not the first time a hotel worker has seen something like this, but my wife was not trying to hide anything, this was her night and she was letting her true inner slut come out.We got to John's room and he offered to pour some drinks and turned on some music. My wife embraced me and kissed me passionately. "I love you," she said and we kissed some more. John came up behind her and put his two big hands around her waist and we kind of danced like that, and she reached around behind. "Yes'm, I guess I am." I glanced down at myself, pinking up at the sight of my hardon pointing at her lewdly. "It's still pretty embarrassing. I wish I didn't get like this so easily." I gestured at my rigid dick.She actually smiled slightly. "I find it rather flattering, actually." Oh! Uhm, sorr - I mean - oh," I stammered."If you want to get to your next class in time for some relief, Mr. Walker, you'd best hurry."For a moment I thought about asking her to do it then and there, but decided. She moaned, softly. Drawing back for a moment she pulled her t-shirt over her head and then eased back into his arms. Her head nestled on his shoulder as one hand softly caressed her bare back and the other her thigh. They sat that way for a while, just holding and touching. Then the kissing started again. His hand slid along an inner thigh as his mouth found her nipple. Her thighs spread and his hand went to the place where they met. As in the past he found it moist and ready. His finger.