I went out with some old friends from high school for some drinks and I came home very late. Immediately my husband is on my case wondering "where I've been" and "why I'm home so late." I explain it was just with my GIRL friends, but he can see in my lustful eyes that I'm lying. We can't build a strong marriage without honesty, so I confess that I was actually hanging out with a couple old boyfriends from school. It was all very innocent with a little flirting, but after those few drinks, I found myself playing tickle fights with them back in their hotel room. I just couldn't help myself as I was being manhandled by my hunky ex-boyfriends and soon enough we were on the bed and fucking like we did under the bleachers at football games. I can see how jealous he is as I tell him how they pleasured me like the good ol' days, the rage boiling in his red face, but I know even more how turned on he is as I divulge every juicy detail of my night with the boys...