My wife had sex with the hotel manager in the morning

In the early hours of the day, I found myself in a hotel room, alone with my wife. The previous night had been a wild one, with us indulging in passionate lovemaking with an unknown man we met at the bar. The hotel manager had joined us, and it had been a night to remember. But this morning, the reality of our actions hit us hard. We were both overcome with guilt and shame, yet we couldn't deny the intensity of our desires. As we sat there, the manager knocked on the door, catching us in our vulnerable state. His presence only fueled our arousal, and before we knew it, we were engaging in a threesome with him. The hotel room became our playground, filled with the sounds of our moans and the sight of our bodies intertwined. It was a wild ride, a testament to our insatiable appetites and the unpredictability of desire.