As with most people, 2020 and early 2021 have been challengi..

As with most people, 2020 and early 2021 have been challenging. Our family has been fortunate enough to have kept its sources of income intact, so I definitely count my blessings in that respect. For me, the biggest difficulty has been social. Not surprisingly, I’m a very social animal. I absolutely love nights on the prowl with the girls for hot y0unger guys who might be interested in get their dicks wet inside of some random married slut. So yeah, 2020 sucked for me. I absolutely need something to make up for it. Which has led to the latest argument with my husband. Maybe argument is too strong of a word because it implies that hubby has an opportunity to actually win it, when in fact, he does not. We’ve just booked a 5 day stay for later this summer in Las Vegas, which is the perfect place for me to make up for lost time. The problem in the equation is my husband, who at his age and physical condition simply doesn’t possess the requisite stamina for Vegas. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m definitely excited to get away with hubby and enjoy the Strip and all of the fine dining and shopping that it has to offer. I can’t wait for that, in fact. But when the night comes and it’s time to put on the little semi-sheer dress that barely covers my ass, I fear that my husband will be fast asleep by the time I get my makeup finished. And you can definitely forget about any chance of him achieving an erection after dinner. The solution to this minor crisis seems so unbelievably apparent to me as to not even require discussion, but for some reason hubby’s taken issue with it. Maybe it’s midlife insecurity or his male ego getting stepped on, who knows. But the fix is that I’ve invited a bull along for the trip, and I’ve told my husband that I want him booked in an adjoining room. He’ll be free to sleep in as late as he wants and enjoy the pool during the day or whatever else he wants to do, all on our dime. But at 10pm, hubby punches out and the stud punches in. And yeah, I toyed with the idea of booking us all in a single room with two queens. But the thought of stumbling in at 2 am every night to suck cock and fuck noisily next to hubby for another hour or two just seemed so rude. I’d rather just sneak into our room afterward, strip down to just my panties, and crawl my dirty face and pussy into bed next to hubby without disturbing him. Plus, while he won’t admit it, he loves waking up to my filthy aftermath. He’ll be hard at just the sight of my filthy panties lol. And let’s be honest, the morning after he gets a good night’s sleep really is his time to shine. And just maybe I’ll fly home pregnant. Like I’d just been made (unbeknownst to me!!!) right before I took these little cream pie vids for hubby in November of 2019. I miss Connor a lot. I would absolutely love it if he could fly to Vegas with us, but unfortunately, he’s been stationed overseas. And I hardly saw him at all over the pandemic when he was home☹️